User blog comment:HoundTheDestroyer93/Ask Hound And Samia/@comment-30014014-20161106182334/@comment-30014014-20161126054607

"Seems I've finally captured her interest" the fools says, then noticing his attendant Alexandrita literally sitting on the edge of her seat despite her unchanged expression. He takes a few seconds to notice the entire sortie of maid who somehow managed to huddle up to listen without his seeing it "heh, I didn't think this would enrapture you all so much. Anyway..." he clears his throat.

"Enthralled the man is, seeing this pearless beauty across the pond. His feet move without his consent, as if a primal desire took hold. Yet the moment they touch water, the symphony is broken, for the small rupture he sent via his legs is more than enough to alert the kitsune. She sets her movements in motion, to elude her form from his peering eyes. A halt in her action, looking back into the watcher. Seconds acting as hours before her fleeting tail is unseen. He snaps out of his trance-like state, now worried about his companion..."

''The womanly mannequin moves in the exterior of the theater, fading in smoke as the man looks around, in a panicked state. A fox peers behind him, pocking his behind with it's nose before the scene fades away...''

''Another scene follows the two mannequins a few days forwards, walking through the snow. A rapid change in climate. The man's head in tilted down, seemignly in thought...'' "Unable to forget the inhuman grace of the dancer of the night, the man re-loops her every steps, every movement, every stance. And then, in a strike of clarity, he sees his feline companion taking a similar stance. Its eyes glaring back at him, with some sort of plead? What was it saying, he didn't know..."

The two figures ate interlocked with their eyes, forgetting everything around them as the surrounding fades away as if to induce the spectators in the same ambience "His mind, surging. The fog is clearing in his thoughts. He is remembering. A hand of his proceeds to go to the fox, in an old gesture. A gesture only he and someone else would remember..."

An arrow strikes at his hand, shattering the entire scene, garbed to show the shock of the sudden attack "...if only his past didn't come to hunt him once more..."