

Milky way kits are foxes with a flowy galaxy tail. Their orbs contain the essence of their galaxies. According to legend, Milky way kits are believed to have come from the stars, leaving a trail of colorful dust and stars behind them as they moved across the universe.

This one is a ghost themed MWK with a rare white tail. She had a previous relationship with MWK #25, Viscount and her orb has been stolen by him!
Give me a story about how she feels after her orb has been stolen. Extras and pretty up allowed

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Aggie Grad wrote:Username: Aggie Grad
Name: Adeline
Gender: female
Story:
"Well, it certainly didn't feel good to have my heart ripped and torn from my body." She confessed to a friend. "What do you mean? It wasn't like you actually liked him." Her friend asked, tilting her head slightly. "No, no. It wasn't that. I have had something stolen from me. Something more dear to me than anything ever before." Adeline said, sighing, raising her head, black pits of eyes staring up at the endless expanse of grey sky, which was threatening to rain down on them. Her memory was beginning to overcome her, showing this sad story once more.
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She made her way through the thick fog, trying her best not to trip over stones and roots that blocked her path. "Viscount!" She called, her voice a smooth, silky tone. Viscount was one of her best friends, and some often assumed that they were lovers. She wouldn't even think to entertain the thought of it.
She didn't notice the looming shape behind he as she thought these thoughts, and soon the deep voice she had come to know so well echoed softly in her ear. "What do you need, my dear?" She jumped slightly, before frowning. "I told you to stop doing that." She said as a smirk rose to his face. "Anyways." She said, regaining her composure. "I need to ask a favor of you." She said, and he tilted his head. "And what might you need?" He asked.
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She had hated the thought of taking something of his, but she needed it for a good purpose. Two months had passed, and she was on her way back to return his item. She was once again stuck walking through the foggy woods, and this time she kept a better lookout for him. She saw a looming shape approaching her. "You can't scare me this time, Viscount." She said, but soon realized it wasn't her friend.
It sprung at her, claws outstretched. It was a dark creature, with massive claws that flashed like obsidian in the moonlight filled air. She screamed, and then ducked, barely dodging the creature. It was unlike anything she had seen before. She raced off through the woods, breathing heavily. She had managed to put a distance between her and the creature of the night, its dark pelt flashing slightly as it passed under patches of moonlight that managed to reach through the trees. "Viscount!" She screamed. "Visc-!" She was cut off as her forepaw got stuck under a root, and she rolled across the forest floor, a fiery pain exploding in her ankle.
She whimpered, before closing her eyes as the creature closed in on her. She flinched as she awaited a blow, but none came, and she opened one eye to see that the creature was gone, but Viscount was there, his muzzle hovering above her swollen ankle. "It is gone. Do not worry anymore, Adeline." He said, and she closed her eyes.
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She narrowed her eyes against the glare of the sun, which was seeping in through silken curtains. She looked around surprised, before wincing as she tried to push herself up with the injured forepaw. "I wouldn't mess with your forepaw. You twisted it very badly. Luckily it was no worse." The voice boomed as he drew nearer to the white female. She watched him closely. "I should be going." She said, but he shook his head. "Not so quick, dearest." He said, pushing her back down. "You are not well enough for that." He said with a small smirk.
She seemed confused by his sudden actions, but obeyed, and laid back down, nestling back in to rest, which she quickly found, suddenly realizing how tired she truly was.
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It had been a month now, and the two were closer than ever. Though, she needed to leave, as she had other places to be. But, he wanted her to stay, and had a plan to get her to do so. "Adeline. Before you leave, I have something to ask of you." He said. He seemed nervous to an extent, and she tilted her head. "Do speak your mind." She said, and he looked towards her. "I have loved this past month with you, and I was wondering one thing." He said. "Well, go on. Spit it out." She said after a few moments hesitation. "I was wondering if you wanted to stay here with me. Stay here and be my mate forever and always." He said, and she seemed shocked.
She paused for a few moments. "I am sorry, Viscount, but I must decline your offer. I do not love you in that manner." She said to the male, and then stepped forward, seeing the anger rising to his eyes. "We can still be friends though." She said, and he didn't seem to want to hear that, as he swung a paw through the air, colliding with her cheek, knocking her to the floor. "How dare y-!" She was cut off as he snarled, ripping the orb from her neck.
"You have stolen something precious from me, so I shall do the same to you." He said, before disappearing. Blood dripped to the floor from her cheek, and it mixed with the salty tears that streamed down her face. She wept for hours, for what felt like days for her. Her best friend was not only lost, but her orb was lost as well. She didn't know which was worse, as the pain seemed to mix together inside her, not distinguished between the two sources in the least.














