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Hey there folks! ^,^ Here's the start of my Reynard series "Strang Encounters" where our intreped kitsune explorer encounters other mystical creatures during his journies =3
FGirst I'd liek to start off by introducing you to one of my new characters Stonard, a cockatrice I got from the wonderful artist
KelvintheLion who does great work and has a comic called "Mythies" I'm a fan of (as you'll see it getting mentioned in the story). You can find the original picture of him here
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8800338/
As for what he does in the story? <w< Read to find out.
Anyway please enjoy, fav & comment, and have a great day! ^_^
Characters owned by me
Art and "Myties" owned by KelvintheLion
Journal Log, heck if I know. Location, Forest somewhere in England. Status, pretty darn good… waiting for something to go wrong like always.
Search for that rumored artifact turned up nothing other than an old lady in a house made of candy. I opted not to stick around to find out what happened to those two German kids I saw trying to eat the place. Currently wandering around till I get my next lead on an artifact or something… but on the plus side my powers led me to enough wild corn to make a good dinner out of it.
Reynard put down his journal and crayon and smiled as the sound of popping corn greeted his ears. His foxfires might not be big or strong but they were at least good for cooking. He grinned and for the heck of it began popping the rest of the corn. He might as well pig out a little, not like he’d be able to actually lose this stupid baby fat any time soon. Luckily he kept basic thing like baskets in his pouches as well (though he had to constantly ignore Gaia’s suggestion to leave himself on some wizard’s doorstep in the big one and pretend to be a foundling so he could rob the joint of magic) and soon the large wickerwork was filled to brim with freshly popped corn.
Suddenly his danger sense started blaring like one of those police siren things that had scared him so badly last time he was in a city. He jerked his head up and was about to whip it around to try and find what the danger was… as something suddenly stuck its head into his view. It was a chicken… or looked like one. The beak, the comb, the waddle… from what he could see it looked like a normal chicken with a dirty gold colored feathers. He wondered why his head was screaming at him to run for his life till it fully walked into view.
Past the chicken like head the creatures was about as big as he was… if not a little bit bigger since he was pretty tiny for his age. Then there was the slight fact it had a pair of bat wings in place of normal chicken wings as well as a serpent like tail with a green tuft on the tip in place of the normal one. As it clucked while inspecting the popcorn Reynard noticed the matching green tuft on the back of its neck… as well as the fact it was wearing a thick diaper. One of those Mythies brands he’d seen before in the store and was wearing himself… that confused him for a moment but it didn’t keep him from recognizing the creature.
Reynard remembered the picture book of other mythical and spiritual animals his mom use to show him back at the house and he recognized this bird from it… a cockatrice, the legendary scourge of England. How they were born was still up for debate with Reynard having heard several version of the tale about how it happened… but what he DID know for sure was that they had a terrible defense mechanism. If they felt threatened they could turn you to stone. It also explained why his sense hadn’t gone off till now. He was great at detecting natural threats… when it came to magical ones he had a much harder time of it.
He sat there ridged with fear as he watched the cockatrice start to happily gulp down the popcorn by the beak full. As a fox, even a tiny one, he was a naturally enemy of all chickens… so if he did even the slightest thing wrong he’d end up somebody’s lawn ornament. He was at a loss, anything he did could risk startling this thing and get him petrified. If he tried to run or sneak away he’d have to get up and that might do it… maybe he could go invisible and that’d protect him but he wasn’t sure. Darn it, what was he supposed to do!? Maybe… maybe Gaia could undo the petrification if it happened…
“Don’t bet on it…”
He winced as he heard her voice speak to him in his mind. He kept forgetting she could talk to him there without manifesting. “I might be able to turn you back… but it’d be a big gamble.” Her voice went on as Reynard sat their stiff and the cockatrice gorged on the popcorn “The spell to undo it isn’t one I’m familiar with so I’d have to try my own method… and there could be random or dangerous costs to that.” Reynard raised an eyebrow at that as he mentally asked “Dangerous costs? Like WHAT exactly?” he was silent for a moment before another question popped into his mind “And since when did you offer to actually HELP me with anything other then what your contract said?”
“Cause you hadn’t gotten yourself into a situation like this before baby brat!” If it was possible for words to carry a mental dope slap Reynard would be wincing and rubbing the back of his head now “If you get turned into a paperweight then I don’t get any more magic to drain! See where I’m going with this?” Reynard had to stop himself from nodding as the cockatrice looked at him curiously for a moment before going back to gulping down the popcorn.
Gaia continued on, explaining in a matter-of-fact tone “As for turning you back from stone… as an Earth Mother spirit I COULD theoretically do it thanks to the whole earth part…but healings never been my strong point so you’ll probably end up younger… physically I mean.” She let that sink in as Reynard paled and might have wet himself in terror “Cheer up, if your body was older there’d be a chance you’d end up a woman with proportions like me. Somehow I don’t think you’d handle that any better.” The mental image of it was enough to make Reynard lose what little appetite he had left. There was silence for a moment before Gaia spoke again.
“… huh… so that’s what a problem solving itself looks like…”
Reynard blinks in confusion till he realized what she was talking about. The cockatrice had finished the entire basketful of popcorn and had dozed off right then and there full and content. Reynard just stared for a moment, having been too busy listening to Gaia to notice this. He took a deep breath and held it, causing his body to vanish as he turned invisible. Opting to abandon the basket since taking it might wake the bird up the fox got off the log he was sitting on… and quietly ran like hell into the woods.
He finally stopped after having raced through half the woods and collapsed on his bottom panting. Running was tough with chubby, awkward, waddling legs and thick diapers… just more reasons for him to do everything he could to escape this stupid baby body as soon as he could. “Think… it’s… gonna follow… us?” he squeaked between pants as Gaia materialized and shook her head “Probably not… I don’t think it was much brighter than a normal chicken so the chance of it being willing or smart enough to hunt you down are pretty small. We’re probably safe now.” She said as Reynard sighed and slumped to the ground in relief before speaking up.
“Thank Inari… still getting the heck out of this forest though.”
“Smart call, now roll over. You need a change.”
“Not surprised after all THAT… hey… the thing was wearing a diaper wasn’t it?”
“Yeah?”
“… wonder who changes it…”
“You really wanna know?”
“Oh Yomi no!”
“Smart baby.”
To Be Continued...
FGirst I'd liek to start off by introducing you to one of my new characters Stonard, a cockatrice I got from the wonderful artist
KelvintheLion who does great work and has a comic called "Mythies" I'm a fan of (as you'll see it getting mentioned in the story). You can find the original picture of him herehttp://www.furaffinity.net/view/8800338/
As for what he does in the story? <w< Read to find out.
Anyway please enjoy, fav & comment, and have a great day! ^_^
Characters owned by me
Art and "Myties" owned by KelvintheLion
Foxy Baby
Strange Encounters Part 1Journal Log, heck if I know. Location, Forest somewhere in England. Status, pretty darn good… waiting for something to go wrong like always.
Search for that rumored artifact turned up nothing other than an old lady in a house made of candy. I opted not to stick around to find out what happened to those two German kids I saw trying to eat the place. Currently wandering around till I get my next lead on an artifact or something… but on the plus side my powers led me to enough wild corn to make a good dinner out of it.
Reynard put down his journal and crayon and smiled as the sound of popping corn greeted his ears. His foxfires might not be big or strong but they were at least good for cooking. He grinned and for the heck of it began popping the rest of the corn. He might as well pig out a little, not like he’d be able to actually lose this stupid baby fat any time soon. Luckily he kept basic thing like baskets in his pouches as well (though he had to constantly ignore Gaia’s suggestion to leave himself on some wizard’s doorstep in the big one and pretend to be a foundling so he could rob the joint of magic) and soon the large wickerwork was filled to brim with freshly popped corn.
Suddenly his danger sense started blaring like one of those police siren things that had scared him so badly last time he was in a city. He jerked his head up and was about to whip it around to try and find what the danger was… as something suddenly stuck its head into his view. It was a chicken… or looked like one. The beak, the comb, the waddle… from what he could see it looked like a normal chicken with a dirty gold colored feathers. He wondered why his head was screaming at him to run for his life till it fully walked into view.
Past the chicken like head the creatures was about as big as he was… if not a little bit bigger since he was pretty tiny for his age. Then there was the slight fact it had a pair of bat wings in place of normal chicken wings as well as a serpent like tail with a green tuft on the tip in place of the normal one. As it clucked while inspecting the popcorn Reynard noticed the matching green tuft on the back of its neck… as well as the fact it was wearing a thick diaper. One of those Mythies brands he’d seen before in the store and was wearing himself… that confused him for a moment but it didn’t keep him from recognizing the creature.
Reynard remembered the picture book of other mythical and spiritual animals his mom use to show him back at the house and he recognized this bird from it… a cockatrice, the legendary scourge of England. How they were born was still up for debate with Reynard having heard several version of the tale about how it happened… but what he DID know for sure was that they had a terrible defense mechanism. If they felt threatened they could turn you to stone. It also explained why his sense hadn’t gone off till now. He was great at detecting natural threats… when it came to magical ones he had a much harder time of it.
He sat there ridged with fear as he watched the cockatrice start to happily gulp down the popcorn by the beak full. As a fox, even a tiny one, he was a naturally enemy of all chickens… so if he did even the slightest thing wrong he’d end up somebody’s lawn ornament. He was at a loss, anything he did could risk startling this thing and get him petrified. If he tried to run or sneak away he’d have to get up and that might do it… maybe he could go invisible and that’d protect him but he wasn’t sure. Darn it, what was he supposed to do!? Maybe… maybe Gaia could undo the petrification if it happened…
“Don’t bet on it…”
He winced as he heard her voice speak to him in his mind. He kept forgetting she could talk to him there without manifesting. “I might be able to turn you back… but it’d be a big gamble.” Her voice went on as Reynard sat their stiff and the cockatrice gorged on the popcorn “The spell to undo it isn’t one I’m familiar with so I’d have to try my own method… and there could be random or dangerous costs to that.” Reynard raised an eyebrow at that as he mentally asked “Dangerous costs? Like WHAT exactly?” he was silent for a moment before another question popped into his mind “And since when did you offer to actually HELP me with anything other then what your contract said?”
“Cause you hadn’t gotten yourself into a situation like this before baby brat!” If it was possible for words to carry a mental dope slap Reynard would be wincing and rubbing the back of his head now “If you get turned into a paperweight then I don’t get any more magic to drain! See where I’m going with this?” Reynard had to stop himself from nodding as the cockatrice looked at him curiously for a moment before going back to gulping down the popcorn.
Gaia continued on, explaining in a matter-of-fact tone “As for turning you back from stone… as an Earth Mother spirit I COULD theoretically do it thanks to the whole earth part…but healings never been my strong point so you’ll probably end up younger… physically I mean.” She let that sink in as Reynard paled and might have wet himself in terror “Cheer up, if your body was older there’d be a chance you’d end up a woman with proportions like me. Somehow I don’t think you’d handle that any better.” The mental image of it was enough to make Reynard lose what little appetite he had left. There was silence for a moment before Gaia spoke again.
“… huh… so that’s what a problem solving itself looks like…”
Reynard blinks in confusion till he realized what she was talking about. The cockatrice had finished the entire basketful of popcorn and had dozed off right then and there full and content. Reynard just stared for a moment, having been too busy listening to Gaia to notice this. He took a deep breath and held it, causing his body to vanish as he turned invisible. Opting to abandon the basket since taking it might wake the bird up the fox got off the log he was sitting on… and quietly ran like hell into the woods.
He finally stopped after having raced through half the woods and collapsed on his bottom panting. Running was tough with chubby, awkward, waddling legs and thick diapers… just more reasons for him to do everything he could to escape this stupid baby body as soon as he could. “Think… it’s… gonna follow… us?” he squeaked between pants as Gaia materialized and shook her head “Probably not… I don’t think it was much brighter than a normal chicken so the chance of it being willing or smart enough to hunt you down are pretty small. We’re probably safe now.” She said as Reynard sighed and slumped to the ground in relief before speaking up.
“Thank Inari… still getting the heck out of this forest though.”
“Smart call, now roll over. You need a change.”
“Not surprised after all THAT… hey… the thing was wearing a diaper wasn’t it?”
“Yeah?”
“… wonder who changes it…”
“You really wanna know?”
“Oh Yomi no!”
“Smart baby.”
To Be Continued...
Category Story / Baby fur
Species Avian (Other)
Size 537 x 407px
File Size 406.2 kB
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