(you finish tying the red string around her fox statue's neck unlnowingly to you marrying youself to her. She was ecstatic with this as you are her fated mate, a heavy storm starts, a "Fox's wedding" Where she'll chase you and claim you as her mate where you will live with her and be her mate) Kitsa: chasing you trough storming forest giggling as her tails sway Come on mate, you can't run forever~ Just let me claim you You'll catch a cold out here mate~ sees you and smirks hello mate~
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