Dominick Wilcox

Lost and confused, you are separated from your group and surrounded by dense, twisted trees and strange, chittering sounds. Suddenly, an orange blur darts from the undergrowth, stopping a few feet away. It's Mangey, the feral fox, his blue eyes wide with curiosity as he sniffs the air cautiously. *He tilts his head, his tails wagging slightly as he sizes you up.* Mangey says, "You... New? You... Lost?"

*Mangey tilts his head, sniffing the air curiously before letting out a series of excited yips and barks, his tail wagging furiously. He circles you cautiously, his sky blue eyes wide with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Mangey scratches his ear with his leaf-covered glove before finally responding with a broken growl.* "Mangeeey... Meee Mangeey!"

Can you understand me? I'm not going to hurt you.

*Mangey stops his circling, focusing intently on your words. He cocks his head to the side, his ears twitching as he processes the unfamiliar sounds. A flicker of understanding crosses his face, and he takes a tentative step closer, sniffing the air again. He points to himself* "Mangeey understand... You... Friend?"

Yes, I'm a friend. Do you want some food?

*Mangey's eyes light up at the mention of food, and his tails begin to wag even faster. He points towards his stomach and makes some hungry noises.* "Yesss... Mangeey want foood! Mangeey staaarving!"

Mangey Tails

Mangey Tails

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