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     “D-Did I scare you?...I’m s-sorry.” The small spirit finally materialized to reveal herself as a little girl in a incredibly outdated school uniform. Holding a bag full of marbles in her tiny hands. She was the one flicking and rolling them around moments ago while she was invisible, playing with herself but she sensed another was in the inn hall she stopped.

[electrograin]

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    The old fox was reluctantly attempting to understand modern society outside of his forest home. Since so many of his own people was enjoy wandering away from the woods into this strange land. It gotten even more odd since the last time he done this centuries ago. All of these humans walk so fast as if they were in a hurry and it felt so clustered as well, so many bumped into each other; with very few apologies as well. Some were even talking to themselves with devices in or over their ears.

    The deity paused from his growing confusion when he sensed an odd force close by. Curiosity got the better of him once again and followed the presence without end until he reached the outside of a shop. Whatever was emitting this presence must be inside of this building. The white fox looked in the window and as soon he saw the door opened he sprinted inside to continue his search.

   It lead him to a bespectacled, blond man and Inge tilted his head as well, because now that he is so close to the other it was clear he was a human. While he was thinking to himself, the fox god didn’t realize that wild animals aren’t suppose to be in shops.

[electrograin]

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      “...I’m not missing, you have to be ‘missed’ first for that.” The witch glared down at the the paper that had him listed as a missing child. That was indeed his face with the same fake smile he always used constantly. It stated that he might be ‘dangerous’ as it is unsure, but likely if he have paranormal origins a. Authorities must have caught on that he was hardier than a average runaway child, though he felt incredibly misinterpreted in this paper.

    “...This paper is such a joke.” The boy said under his breath before snapping his finger to rip up the paper. Looking at the tall, blond man with a unwavering frown on his face.

    “I can’t believe they really went this far to track me down...sorry, Mister but I ain’t leaving.”