Kitnapped

Chapter 6: Old Friends

Clawdia watched closely as her mate and their kit conversed, vaguely aware that a certain vibrant green dragon was attempting to sneak up on her, " Nice try, Flora. "

The Chinese yokai returning a smile as shecoiled around the bench her kitsune friend was perched upon, " Dang, how do you always know? "

Feeling a certain kinship as a fellow mother the vixen proceeded to explain, " Simply put your aura is particularly strong compared to most so detection was easy. "

" Fair enough I suppose, I take it that little rugrat in the sandbox is yours then? "

With a chuckle she all but confirmed her friend's suspicions, " Yep, fortunately Krimson's taken to us much faster than anticipated though I highly doubt she's accepted her new lot on life just yet. "

" It is a lot to process given you adopted from her another world, so is she the one then? "

There was a brief silence between the spirits before the kitsune responded, " I believe so, it's a real shame what happened to him before we were able to intervene. "

Long ago when the human and spirit worlds were conjoined everyone lived together in harmony. But over time the Kami sensed a growing darkness that threatened to consume both. In order to prevent the spread of chaos they destroyed the bridges between heaven and earth this severing the flow of magic into the other. Only later did their fears become realized as humanity's greed continued to grow eventually leading to multiple extinctions and even pollution. But in all her wisdom Inari failed to recall all her messengers before enacting upon her plan to preserve her legacy. As a result many were stranded and forced to integrate into society as a means of continuing coexistence under the radar. Clawdia sighed as she brandished a crystal ball plucked from her luscious, bounteousfluff, " The kitsune powers must've been passed on from generation to generation much like a recessive gene does before being forced to manifest. "

Together they gazed into the shiny sphere as an image appeared detailing Krimson's tragic past, " I see, being unaware of his heritage he had no way of knowing how to control the fiery fox spirit within... "

They watched in horror as a small child was bullied into submission by the other kids until his rage could no longer be suppressed. In a flash of fury his skin ignited and set fire to the entire orphanage. Luckily everyone escaped relatively unscathed but from that day forward he would be known as a demon to be hated and despised. Flora now understood why the pup wasn't very adamant about playtime, not having a childhood and all, " Back in the day he would've been slain or burned at the stake, not that what he did go through was any less harsh. Still, why do you think he switched genders upon crossing over? "

Again she mustered a chuckle, " Actually, that was more of a personal preference of mine considering most of his bad memories were associated with the fact he WAS a male. Truthfully I was more surprised when his inner fox spirit physically manifested so easily. "

The green dragon nodded in agreement, " Perhaps he was aware of it subconsciously and secretly wanted this all along. "

" Maybe, so where's your little boy? "

This prompt inquiry caught Flora off guard albeit only a little, " Around, he's just learning to fly so keeping him on a leash has been hard recently. "

" I see, do you think they'll get along? "

Fang returned after striking a deal with their little girl, " Well, we're getting ice cream later. "

Flora chiming in, " Goodness, I sure hope she's old enough to ingest it for your sakes. "

Clawdia kept a close eye on the baby fox as she began crawling towards the small pail and shovel her daddy had set down, " If not we can all look forward to a very messy diaper this time around- " The three yokai shared a joyous laugh as the arctic fox continued, " -Say, you wouldn't happen to have any plans for lunch would you Flora? "

" No, why? "

They continued to converse as a tiny black dragon descended upon the playground. Fang being the first to tale notice of his arrival, as well as his steady approach to their pup who was busy building a sandcastle with her clumsy paws, " Well, would you look at that I think they might hit it off after all... "