"Like this?"

With a snap and a twinkle and a foxy smile, starlight swishes through his tails, one heading to paws and one heading to triangles. In their wake, a party dress becomes a wishing-dress, which is the sort of dress you get when you wish upon a Faun. The barrettes even have a soft little flower, for extra style points. A wagon Is no runway, nor is it a modeling studio, but it may be just right for showing off a new look to close friends.

"Would I be Syaoran then? I wouldn't mind that. He starts out rough, but only because he thinks that's what he has to be. In time, and with love, he learns better. His heart grows, and becomes his own."

"Or maybe I'm the Yukito, hrm? He had his fair share of suitors. And a whole side to him that he never knew about. Nobody did, for quite a while anyway, but he never learned himself."

"You'd tell me though, wouldn't you, Sakura-chan~?"

Hazel makes the best fox face, you should know.