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”Who are you?”
I asked, looking at Ninetales' sleeping form. But the words never came out of my mouth, they merely lingered in my head, relentless for an answer.
“Who are you?”
I couldn’t believe I would ever think of asking this to my childhood friend and yet, to me, the answer to this question was the most important thing in the universe.
As I looked at him peacefully asleep, I couldn’t help but be reminded of the bond we shared. No matter who Ninetales was, I would never hurt him. Yet beneath those closed eyelids, I feared my real friend was lost to me, replaced by a crude mockery of who he was. As I felt frustration bubble up within me, my claws extended and I clenched the dirt beneath me.
“Who are you?”
If only I knew. If only I truly knew. The forest around me began to fade until the being I cared the most was the only thing I could see.
“Who are you!?”
The question was becoming louder and louder in my head, I felt my throat tighten and my breathing hike as I fought back the tears blurring my vision. My lips quivered, desperate to let it out for fear of losing my mind.
“WHO ARE YOU!!!!?”
Surrendering to my onslaught of my emotions, I felt tears cascading down my cheeks as my breathing came in ragged gasps, I felt my entire body tremble and a burning pain in my throat as I found myself standing over Ninetales. He was wide awake, looking at me like I wasn’t the friend he knew.
Little snippet above is not canon, I just felt like writing some flavor text for this artwork!