On Mun giving up Nano

[foxtwin]

Please, please dear mun don't think I am mad at you about that. Truly, it was getting rather awkward with my story just not really doing anything. And I like your idea of setting up a structure for my story, so you are less frustrated with it all the time.

My only concern is... when was the last time you wrote anything for me, my dear mun? I don't want to fall by the wayside. Not to sound too critical, but I do know you have a tendency to do such things. Trust me, I understand there are many distractions around, but you say you enjoy my story.

I just don't wish to be forgotten.

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[blackish]

All I hear is a yelping bitch.

[foxtwin]

If that is the best insult you have, I won't waste my time.

[blackish]

I am not here to fight you, my lady. Like bitches would do.

[foxtwin]

And yet your tongue is attempting at their sharpness.

[blackish]

My observation was neutral. I meant nothing by it.

[foxtwin]

Well, in that case vixen would be the better term.

[blackish]

I knew I could smell fox on you.

[foxtwin]

Well, it is my family name.

[blackish]

A family of canids, where mine has talons and a lengthy wingspan.

[foxtwin]

We have our reasons for taking the name.

So which family is yours?

[blackish]

I am the daughter of Rothbart, owl and man and sorcerer. I, too, carry myself with feathers.

[foxtwin]

Literally or figuratively.

[blackish]

Oh, both.

[foxtwin]

Owl-woman? I can't remember legends of those, but I'll admit I don't know all the spirit lore.

[blackish]

I have my very own story. Told through dance.

[foxtwin]

Can't say I'm much of dancer myself.

[blackish]

I am capable of inspiring your body. I could inspire you so easily.

[foxtwin]

I see that your sweet talking is as heavy handed as your insulting

[blackish]

I am a woman of many natures. Owl and human. Sweet... and sharp.

[foxtwin]

And rather clumsy getting into the air it seems.

[blackish]

Just you laugh, woman. Once I take flight, you shall break your pretty neck in your hurried effort to follow.

[foxtwin]

Assuming I cared to do so. I could always just have my brother follow you instead. He runs faster anyway.

[blackish]

Tch. Foxes cannot climb trees.

[foxtwin]

A fatal flaw in my plan it seems.

[blackish]

You amuse me. A feat not many manage.