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*sighs* This will only incentivize me to expedite the completion of my current quest, you know.

*tries not to react to the adorableness* Hmm, yes, excellent.

Morning, fox who isn’t my son and yet I am guarding temporarily. How was your night?

*bashes door open* Goooooood morning PvP! What mischief hast thou wrought in my absence?

So, you are indeed able to be my maid of honor at my eventual wedding, which will take place sometime in the future, and therefore hasn’t already taken place. Because I haven’t married yet.

“Maid” is not species specific, unlike “man”. Or so I thought lol And the path of honor is narrow and difficult, but open to all who wish to travel the tough but rewarding road.

Agreed. The fortitude on that foxxo doesn’t correlate with his appearance. Say, nice pfp Guifrog! See you’re back to... not... huge and evil...

What—no—

Behold: the all powerful panacea of milk! For reasons unknown to science, magic, man, and likely most other species, milk cures all status effects! *tiny flame sparks up* Ooh ooh I got it— *cape swishes, puts out fire* Dammit

*blows on it* Non-Glaceons can blow on liquids to cool them down too, but it’s less effective. Just FYI.

Actually... *glass bottle rummaging collision noises* Forgot I had this. *cork pop* Vial of milk. Cures status. Drink this, it’ll clear your head. *struggles with fire with increasing frustration* where’s a flamethrower when you really need one shouldn’t have chugged that milk so fast Right...

Ummm... no? Maybe? I can try? *begins rubbing sticks together* *mutters something about Braixen*

AAAH *uses Icy Wind (in an attempt to solidify you for transport)* (Having 6 siblings has given me enough experience that I can grab em first try most of the time, but yeah lol)

*puts three fingers down* Welp. Can’t tell if you’ll be less or more inconvenient now. Cmon— *carries you away from the public view*

Oh God— *catches you gently* How many fingers am I holding up?

Hey, don’t touch him! Sugar’s bad enough!

I’m no fox! I’m not even close! Foxes and honor are like oil and water! How dare you! *smirks* You don’t look like a man to me. You look more like a skunk!

*stands strong, completely ignores mammary glands and/or attempts at intimidation* Stay away from this child, whom I’ve apparently been charged with guarding temporarily. You’ve had enough sugar today. No. ...I wasn’t of sound mind at the time and therefore cannot contradict anything you said...

*hugs you* There, there, child... I’m sorry for your emotional turmoil... and for my own incompetence at soothing said turmoil...

I’m sure your father loves you deeply and will be thrilled when we come to the conclusion of our quest! *panicked look* No, don’t cry, it’s okay— *icy stare*