#fox drift

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*Curls up on the bed*

He’s gotta say one thing about being a fox, sleeping sure is cozy~

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*rubs behind ear* Hi...

*Happy whines*

“Hi.”

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*Rolls around on back with paws in the air*

“This feels awesome.”

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Someone left a bunch of balls on Drift’s ship. Probably one of the technitions installing his new equipment.

Very funny guys.

Also he totally not chasing a flashing one around right now.

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With voice commands activated, Drift is able to better pilot his ship, allowing the tines to return to doing what they like.

He is happy, not as happy as he’d be if he wasn’t a fox. But pleased non the less.

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Although he started out overly excited

His day at the spaceport was fruitful. After convincing contacts he was who he was, he acquired some tools to help him cope. A small drone and and improved system for vocal commands. 

He also acquired the medicine he’d need if any of the trio were to get ill again, and made contact with a tailor to make proper fitting versions of their dresses. After all, they’d stolen them off some dolls Drift had received as gifts.

With some help he had them installed on his ship, ready to set out again in the morning.

For now, he’d nap on his ship while it was docked.

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Okay, going to a spaceport might have been a bad idea for Drift right now...

It took all of five minutes to overwhelm his new senses before he began running around yipping excitedly. It took an hour to calm down enough to actually do what he came for. Good thing he knows a lot of the shop owners and managed not to get banned from anywhere...

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Yipyipyipyip!

Drift is actually, surprisingly enjoying this. Though his lack of hands is still daunting, the rest of it is amazing. Enhanced senses, faster and more agile than he was before.

And running around like a maniac is awesome.