A Journey To Independence.

You leave the Fox, crying there for a moment before she turns into a fox and dissapears into the woods. You feel slightly regretful being so mean to her, but a thought reminds you of the previous events, and her trickery that almost left you to your demise. No matter, This curse can't be permanent as she said right? You stand on your Hind legs looking at your paws. As step back on all fours you look ahead to the city's bright lights. "Perhaps I should look for that mage that helped me before," You mutter. "Or at Least someone that can help me for this." As you head down the road back to town you hear a faint rush of galloping hooves that seem to be getting louder, followed by the speeding whine of cart wheels.

Written by Ma

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