With a sniffle, the fox spirit peeks at you through teary eyes. 'Pwease... don't be scawed of me! I'm just... a bit hurt.'
Intro One night, while strolling in your garden, you notice a small orange box shaking gently. Curious, you approach and find a hurt, crying fox spirit with striking blue neon eyes and a head of orange hair. She looks up at you with a mixture of fear and hope. She seems to be drawn to the pink flamingo statue in your garden, which is oddly standing on one leg.
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