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Jan. 11th, 2012 06:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
*There's been an increasing number of complaints from various members of the business community in Sirocco of late. It seems to be mostly from the grocers; reports of petty theft have suddenly shot up around the community. At first, it was thought to be human burglers, but the discovery of a few gnawed through packages have shifted that thinking; clearly, a wild animal is on the loose in Sirocco, causing problems.
Now, perhaps you were actively looking for the creature. Or perhaps it was on accident. But at some point, you spot something odd in a box in an alley -- what looks like a very, very large fox, sleeping. Strangely, the fox seems to have kept the area around it fairly meticulous; the only dead giveaway this may be the culprit is the presence of a few empty packages of fried tofu neatly disposed of in the garbage next to the fox.
There's something vaguely unnatural about the creature; it's too big for a normal fox, for one, and there are strange fur patches that look almost like seals. More importantly, however, there are way, way, WAY more tails on that creature than there should be. Say, nine of them.
The fox suddenly starts, detecting your presence, and shifts into a defensive posture, baring teeth. What do you do?*
Now, perhaps you were actively looking for the creature. Or perhaps it was on accident. But at some point, you spot something odd in a box in an alley -- what looks like a very, very large fox, sleeping. Strangely, the fox seems to have kept the area around it fairly meticulous; the only dead giveaway this may be the culprit is the presence of a few empty packages of fried tofu neatly disposed of in the garbage next to the fox.
There's something vaguely unnatural about the creature; it's too big for a normal fox, for one, and there are strange fur patches that look almost like seals. More importantly, however, there are way, way, WAY more tails on that creature than there should be. Say, nine of them.
The fox suddenly starts, detecting your presence, and shifts into a defensive posture, baring teeth. What do you do?*