Rang Lee Catchall

[honkinbigteeth]

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week 0; saturday 0

[honkinbigteeth]

[let's do some more subway exploration. ylfa is just sort of venturing down into the tunnels. probably a bad idea to allow a small child to wander off down there on her own...?]

[foxicide]

[Rang will do the normal thing and go after her, except instead of catching up he kind of just

hovers some distance away, walking when she walks. so not the normal thing after all. it's fine these are just predator-adjacent vibes,]

[honkinbigteeth]

[oh, no big deal. she'll just continue walking until he's creeping behind her and then she'll whirl around wielding the ax. baring fanged teeth and ears flat.]

Hey! What's the idea?

[foxicide]

Nice teeth!

[he whistles, eyes going from the axe to ylfa,]

I've never met a wolf spirit as small as you before.

[honkinbigteeth]

The better to eat you with, if you get too close. I'm small, but my appetite isn't, and my grandma taught me not to mess around with strangers.

[foxicide]

That's another first. I'm usually the one doing the eating.

[honkinbigteeth]

[she's just going to sniff with her wolfy nose to try to get a good whiff of him. it's fine, just normal things.]

What are you, exactly? You don't look like a monster, but sometimes that's the worst kind.

[foxicide]

[it is very normal to sniff. he will even sniff back. he won't actually pick up on a lot since he doesn't have a wolfy nose, but still. rang smells like a regular dude who hasn't had a shower in a day (gross), though there's also a faint tang of blood? fairly old.]

Wow, [ylfa is right] maybe it's just a survival instinct? If I put my tails away, then I won't get humans running after me with their big hatchets just for looking different.

I'm the 'only a monster when I have to be' type, you know?

[honkinbigteeth]

I wouldn't worry so much about the hatchets. In my experience, the woodsman isn't very reliable.

[anyway, she's carrying his hatchet on her back.]

I guess that makes sense. Sort of a shapeshifter. I have to get close before I notice what big teeth you have.

[foxicide]

[he flashes her a smile]

And you're smart enough not to get too close, right? At least, not without hitting me with that axe first.

[honkinbigteeth]

I wouldn't say I'm that smart. Also, I'm not sure you're as tough as you're implying.

[foxicide]

Luckily for you, I'm smart enough not to rise to that bait.

[he's just also a big baby]

[honkinbigteeth]

Well, that's okay with me. We can get along, right?

[foxicide]

[hmmm]

I guess, since I don't dislike you. You're more interesting than most of the people here.

[honkinbigteeth]

[she doesn't actually have a tail but she looks like she'd be wagging it if she did.]

Interesting isn't bad. So what is your deal? I couldn't get a clear enough whiff. What kind of monster are you?

[foxicide]

[hilarious how rang is insane but he is soft for monster kids]

I'm a gumiho. Nine-tailed fox. There aren't many of us anymore. and we mostly stick to the same place, so I wouldn't be surprised if you've never heard of us.

[honkinbigteeth]

[awww.]

I've heard of foxes, but not you. It sounds like maybe a story from somewhere else, outside the Neverafter.

[foxicide]

There is one story about us that some people know... But only some. It's not popular compared to the classics.

[since ylfa has the red riding hood vibes, though he does not remember red riding hood being both the wolf and carrying the woodsman' axe.]

I could tell you if you're interested, but you'll have to tell me yours in exchange.

[honkinbigteeth]

Ooh! I love storytime. You've got yourself a deal!

[foxicide]

[he immediately smiles, rang loves deals, and he holds his hand out]

Shake on it?

[honkinbigteeth]

[the urge to make a deal makes her a bit nervous but. it's just telling her story, so she'll shake.]

[foxicide]

[ylfa.... the way this immediately brightens rang's mood,]

Humans are always breaking their promises to me, but you won't do the same, right?

[honkinbigteeth]

...The way you're putting this much emphasis on it is really making me think I should reconsider.

But yes, if you tell me your story I'll tell you mine!

week 0; friday

[foxicide]

[hello ylfa]

You smell like smoke.

[he looks more intrigued than concerned though,]

[honkinbigteeth]

[she sniffs her armpits. sorry. but then her ears pop up like she realizes.]

...Oh, from the blimp. Yeah, it was on fire in the middle of the street.