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This is the nine-headed fox's seventh wish. A sequel to Rain in February. This follows the story of the first Coyote's mate, through a world that is changing forever. This wish was given by Kip Coyote - the IRL mate of Rain Coyote, and Others. May their blessed union heal this injured world.
Do you desire a story that can reflect you as this reflects her? Send your wish to the foxes.
PS: There will be other sequels that devolve increasingly into painterly otherkin wish fulfillment. I call it the "alterhuman hobo fantasy" genre. You're gonna see MORE animals realizing their destiny, MORE strange events in everyday locations. There will eventually be some really dope-ass fight scenes where therian former humans rip up a bunch of poachers or something. My thumbnails will continue getting worse.
Do you desire a story that can reflect you as this reflects her? Send your wish to the foxes.
PS: There will be other sequels that devolve increasingly into painterly otherkin wish fulfillment. I call it the "alterhuman hobo fantasy" genre. You're gonna see MORE animals realizing their destiny, MORE strange events in everyday locations. There will eventually be some really dope-ass fight scenes where therian former humans rip up a bunch of poachers or something. My thumbnails will continue getting worse.
Category Story / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 104 x 120px
File Size 87.1 kB
Plan to do more in the future. Have some exciting ideas. Very funnytriangle wish fulfillment type things. I'm talking animals at campfires, eating smoked meats with dirty bearded men; knocking down ugly buildings, giving the parts to nature; an itinerant veterinarian driving her mobile clinic across the bowl, giving everyone the full service and puttin em back out again; places that move, as much as the Animals themselves. I want to paint a strange America, changing and healing, as I see it after all of this current moment's horseshit is over.
(The classic Americana folktune stuff is definitely getting my filking instincts up:
I am a poor, wayfaring stranger, while wand'ring in this world of Man;
But there's no pretense, lie, nor falsehood, for a sojourning therian.
I'm going there to shed my species, I'm going there no more to roam;
I am just quitting Homo sapiens - I am but seeking out my home.
...I probably need to get to bed.)
I am a poor, wayfaring stranger, while wand'ring in this world of Man;
But there's no pretense, lie, nor falsehood, for a sojourning therian.
I'm going there to shed my species, I'm going there no more to roam;
I am just quitting Homo sapiens - I am but seeking out my home.
...I probably need to get to bed.)
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