Looks Like Someone's In A Playful Mood
I hear whimpers,
Coming from your
Werefox form.
What's wrong Phoenix
Then I figure it out
Your afraid that
Your inner darkness
Take control of your body again
Aren't you?
You nod your head in response,
You don't have to worry about that anymore,
You're free,
Um... Phoenix,
Why are you looking at me like that?
I didn't see the mischief
Gleaming in your eyes,
Until you knocked me to the ground,
Saliva drips onto my face,
As you open your maw
To lick me,
Laughter bellowing
As you do so,
After you had your fun
I push you face away,
To get back up
Looks like someone's in
A playful mood,
I see something, behind your back
It looks like
A basket of some kind.