[center][color=Fd6c9e][h3]Faera Nottingham[/h3]
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The girl had watched others join the boy, and even more ridicule and become aggressive towards him. [i][color=fd6c9e]This... isn't how it should be. Everyone should be celebrating, why did it turn out like this?[/color][/i] Faera grit her teeth, not even appearing shocked at the new kitsune- or, half kitsune- in their midst. Inari had stood back until now, until when he saw the beginnings of tears in Faera's eyes.

It almost physically hurt him to see that. She'd never driven to the point of tears, she was always smiling. Even now she was fighting them back. The fox's lip twitched with his anger at that, shutting his eyes tightly closed.

[color=fd6c9e]"I-Inari! Put me down!"[/color]

Though Faera had ignored the comforting hand on her shoulder from Villi, she could not ignore being slung over the kitsune's shoulder like a sack of potatoes. That rare moment where he actually appeared to soften was gone, he tucking his arms into his coat sleeves firmly and maintaining a stone cold expression. [color=b30000]"We have no time for this. And this is not good for you. We're leaving, as the demon girl suggests."[/color]

Inari ignored the protests the girl loudly spoke, walking peacefully beside both Villi and the new kitsune without giving them a second glance. His only focus at the moment was to get Faera far away from here. Someone like her... should never be sad. He never wanted to see her cry.