Oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh gosh goshies gosh, that is a... um. It, um. She should not be staring. She should [i]not[/i] be staring. But she can't help it! It's just such a nice butt!

Oh gosh no Yue, be strong! You're not like this! You've gone your whole life and barely even noticed that other girls even [i]have[/i]... no, wait. Um. S-see, i-i-it's the tails, y'know? How is she supposed to see those tails swishing up there and not have her eyes drawn that way? Fox magic pretty is provocative, and this is [i]not[/i] the part that anybody warned her about, so! It's not her fault! It's not her fault, ok? What's she even supposed to do when this kitsune is just... just lying up there on that pillar with her back curved so strategically to point that thing up in the air to be marveled at? Nothing, that's what!

And this is twice, now. Two tailed girls, two absurdly pretty butts. Do you think it's related? That is, um. N-no, no, this isn't the time. Not the time at all. You're right. B-but it's true, though! Just take Hyra's butt (oh gosh wait no I mean not like... oh gosh). Her real one, that is. She's fit and firm but still so full, y'know? Like, a-and not like this would ever, could ever happen, but if she ever decided to sit on your lap, all you'd feel is muscle, but she's so perfectly built that she could sit there forever and ever, and you could hold her all that time, and you'd barely even notice her weight.

"Wh-what? I... eep! No, I! No! Don't go putting wishes in my mouth, Hyra's the one I'm trying toooomph!?"

Yue wriggles uselessly against the red string binding her to this spot. She gives up a moment later to focus on trying to spit out the sudden mouthful of wolf tail cutting off her wishes, but that's even more doomed than her wriggling. It may taste like eating a cattail, and feel about the same, but Hyra is swift and skilled and shaking her head so forcefully that Yue can't manage more than a half-hearted sputtering. Red string. Somebody who cares. If she really fought to break free from those things, she'd deserve every bit of misery that came to her from then on.

Up on her perch, the kitsune shakes with bright giggles, which draws Yue's eyes back to Exhibit B. She blushes and looks away only to have her eyes drawn back to that perfect peach like they'd been magnetized. A-and! Look! Ok? She knows this is not the time for staring! Stop judging! Stop stop stop, please don't think she's one of those... y-y'know, erm, that she's... n-never mind. It's just. It's just! T-the way the fox spirit twists and poses her body, it's as obvious as the sun in the sky that this is where she wants Yue's attention to be! S-so it'd be rude not to notice! If she didn't trace the wide curves that were made to accent those hips so perfectly she would be doing a disservice to all fox-kind! Probably! She looks much, much softer than Hyra, like she's never done more than ten minutes' hard work in her life if she could help it, but that softness is inviting in its own way, isn't it? I-imagine [i]her[/i] curling up on top of you and begging for tummy rubs, and... o-oh! Oh gosh. Focus, Yue! Focus!

...T-tails. If there's a more perfect indicator of pure magic, you're lying about it. Wherever nature sees fit to bless a girl with one, it also shapes her body as an act of worship. And yes, obviously Princess Yin was gorgeous without the need for a tail, but she's a [i]Princess[/i], which is its own sort of miracle. If you still don't believe, please cast your eyes to the tailless Exhibit C, presently blushing herself to death and trying not to sneeze and topple over on top of her totally-not-a-girlfriend-slash-wolf-companion, whose body resembles nothing so much as a bamboo pole. Nothing to grab. Nothing to love. And maybe that's another reason why she keeps staring.

"Plsh, hhii nnd ooo... Hhrrhm, llp mmmem trrksh!"

Hyra snarls and interposes her body between fox spirit and village girl. But she also pulls her tail free with a flick like the sheathing of a blade. Yue blushes and spits awkwardly on her way to flopping over on the ground anyway. Luckily, she's built for this sort of thing, having nothing on her body worth crushing into soft grasses. If that fox girl fell like this? She'd feel it, just saying. 

"...H-hi. I'm, um. I'm Yue. I'm from! Well. I-I guess you don't really... wow, you're pretty. B-but it doesn't look like you'd know where to find anything to... I mean no! That's not important! I know what you are and I know what you're doing and GranGran warned me about your tricks but I'm asking you anyway 'cause Hyra's cursed and I don't know how to change her back from being a wolf she doesn't like being a wolf and I can't kiss if she's a, I mean no not that either! She's hurt and, and, and, and I need to fix it and I can't be wishing for girlfriends or dresses and I don't have time to play with you I'm sorry! S-s-s-so don't even bother trying to trick me! I'm already, eeeep!"

Yue's blabbering is mercifully cut off by Kat's ticklish kneading of her back and by a protective bark from Hyra. Her eyes go nervously wandering again, and find their usual place at the place of those fluffy, silken, gradient colored tails. If it were possible to break her bonds with body heat, rest assured she'd have managed it by this point. Maybe fox magic is mischief magic, but so what? Some things are worth the risk.

And besides which, another thing about tailed girls is that Yue has yet to meet one she didn't want to trust.