originally posted in:The New Dojo
Quincy, the small 4'7" anthropomorphic arctic fox, was reading in that area at the time. He was dressed in white sweatpants and a red sweatshirt. He jumped, yelping at the sudden event.
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[b]The Spartans locked their weapons on the creature.[/b] Don't move.
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He whimpers, not moving a muscle.
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Who and what are you?
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"M-my name is Quincy.." he stammered frightfully. "A-and im an arctic f-fox..."
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A talking Arctic Fox... Figured those were extinct. [b]They lowered their weapons, walking towards the Arctic Fox.[/b]
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He calms down, currently sitting in a sheet of snow, hugging his book.
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We won't hurt you. [b]The Spartans walked on, Linda covering their flank.[/b]
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He stayed where he was, resuming reading his book. The cover was a dark velvet color and had no inscription on it.