User blog comment:HoundTheDestroyer93/Ask Hound And Samia/@comment-30014014-20161106182334/@comment-30014014-20161126045816

[Funny you should ask, I have a lot of ideas here and here. This one the Jester is counting is one of my very first serious stories about the MGE world. As of right now, I'm writing something on a different site about mge. Glad you like this one.]

"With each step he took, the fox who followed him through reminded him more of someone in the past. A blue-haired little girl with a singular tail and pointy ears. The further he went, the more he began talking to the fox, even though it didn't usually answer back, what with the langage's barrier. Yet, he felt like it understood. How so?" ''The mannequins are walking side to side making little of the density of trees around. They come across a natural sauna. The man unfashions his cloths, stripped to his undershirt and short pants, washing the beast with a long forgotten kindness. The images fade to a nightly event...''

"He slept as much as he could, his mind in turmoil over his gumbled thoughts. A shimmering light beaming through his vision, yielding him up. Something calling to him. Something more clear than ever. His steps, slow and methodical, still coping with the burden of trauma. He wanders near the pond and spots grace beyond everything he has ever see before..."

''The mannequin of the man stands as another dances over the pond. A lady form, with ears as blue as the water. Her cyan hair glides in the air. her feminine form, hidden by the heat, captures every ounce of his attention. Her tail gracefully cloaking her waist. Water follows her every step. Radiance coats her movement...''