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Chapter 1. Prologue
Rebuilding Soul – A Fox Girl's Journey To Feel Alive Again by Lonely_fox
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That wonderful state where you disconnect for a moment from everything around you, maybe in my case because of laziness, and just admire what you have in front of you, like right now, all my attention is on my stockings, I'm looking closely at all the fabric patterns, wondering if I could knit something like that from scratch, with what kind of needle, with what thread, with what technique.
But I had to come out of the trance at some point, and with all the willpower I have, I accomplish the monumental task of not lying down. As I stroke my legs, I think about how this thing I was so focused on a moment ago now seems so insignificant, but mostly I think about why on earth I slept in stockings, I guess I forgot to take them off, but that sounds like a lot of circulation problems... Whatever.
I've been sitting on my bed for quite a while now, trying in vain to find motivation for the umpteenth time. As usual nothing works, so I just say to myself 'so stay unmotivated, but don't stop moving', I finally get up, being depressed for so long is tiring, I want to get better, I'm trying to get better, my life basically came to a standstill when my... Childhood friend died when I was a teenager, but as much as my pesky hormones made it difficult, I want to live again, have fun, breathe, be happy.
Although bad habits take time to die, which has made me rather lonely, at least I'm not completely alone, and I knew not to waste my time, to a certain extent. 'But enough complaining! Getting things started is the hardest part, you have to be optimistic.'
It's early in the morning, when it's between dark and almost dawn, the best and worst time of the day. The best when I have nothing to do and can go back to sleep without a care in the world, or in rare cases like now, when I'm not sleepy and go for a walk in the almost empty streets. And worst of all, when I have to get up to go to the academy or when I have work to do and I want to go back to sleep so badly that I could die.
After washing up, I look out the window. It's summer, so even though it's cold now, it's going to be quite warm later, so I'm wearing something light, over my underwear, some black pantyhose and gray shorts. The top is a white tank top and a black sweatshirt with a zipper that I'll open later if it's too warm.
I look at myself in the mirror in my room, my gaze returns to a young woman of 22 years old, 5'6" tall, with long light brown hair down to my hips, adorning my pretty face are emerald green eyes that I inherited from my mother. With a well-developed body that I worked hard to have, moderate breasts and a heart-shaped butt. And most importantly, proud ears and a big fox tail, the same color as my hair, with a snow-white tip to my tail and slightly black tips to my ears. Cute, adorable, fluffy and majestic. Mmm... At least I managed to focus my depression on taking care of my body, my inner narcissist approves.
Finally, I put on some running shoes and leave my room.
"Uwaaaah... Good morning, Seina." I hear as I walk down the stairs on my way to the door.
I turn my head and see my cousin Nicole, a fox-kin woman, half a head taller than me and with shoulder length messy black hair, ruby red eyes, with an erotic yet fit body despite spending most of the day in a chair or in a conference room at the castle, perhaps her most distinguishing feature, at least for me, is her fluffy black tail with a white tip... All of her hair is completely black, so that white patch of fluff stands out even more, I remember dipping into it when I was younger...
"Good morning, I'm on my way out, can I get you something?"
This seems to wake her up and with a happy wag of her tail she says to me.
"Skewers!!!"
"If it's open"
I reply as I leave the house. Living with Nicole has been my medicine, although she's quite lazy, she certainly takes seriously the task of, as she says, bringing me out of my shell. Although sneaking into the shower with me still brings me closer to having a heart attack, for... Uh, two very big reasons...
I'm currently living with her in her house in the capital city, it's nice and cozy, with two floors, three bedrooms, a large living room and separate rooms for bathrooms, kitchen and laundry, as well as a beautiful garden full of grass and flowers.
Although Nicole always complains about having to water and take care of the garden and the plants in the house, she also says that no matter how fancy and amazing it is, a house without plants is a pigsty, and I agree. It's a bit far from the academy, though close enough to walk, and it's a nice neighborhood, quiet and quite big, though it's not a rich or noble area.
I take a long breath of the fresh morning air until I am interrupted by a sound from hell. I turn my head to the neighbor's garden and there it is. Galito, a killer chicken who, whenever he sees me, breaks through the wooden fence, which is clearly not made to stop something his size, and comes running, wings flapping, ready to kill me.
However, I have recently learned a way to survive, I squat first. "Peep peep peep peep!" If I act like a chick and put out my hands, he slows down and comes closer, even lets me pet him! is he just shy?
It works, even though it makes me look like a complete idiot, especially standing in the middle of the street. He calms down, comes quietly closer and snuggles between my hands, the little feathers are surprisingly soft, plus the red fur crest and beard, whatever it's called, it's very big, and it's funny to pull it down gently so he opens his beak and looks like he's talking... Hehe. While I'm having fun with him, being careful not to let my tail touch the ground, I hear a train whistle.
"I thought I got up early, but there are already people working eh..." I say out loud without realizing it, thinking about all the people who have to be on said train and since when are they awake.
"I think they work at night, so it doesn't count as getting up early." My neighbor suddenly said.
...Since when is she there?!? She's talking to me! What do I do!?!? Wait, wait, calm down Seina, she's just your neighbor, you know her, uh, kind of, she's an elf, she lives alone with her little son and she gets along well with my cousin Nicole, I know her, so there's no need to get nervous. 'Hey, it's been a few seconds, answer quickly.'
"Uh... G-good morning." Damn, I stuttered, I thought I had already acquired the skill of not doing that, besides I ignored her comment! But it's the first conversation I've had today with someone other than Nicole, so I can't help it, yeah, sure.
"Haha good morning, you guys are already getting along well from what I see." She says as she takes Galito in her arms... I thought so, but can I say that when I have completely forgotten about the chicken?
"I've already figured out how to get him not to peck me, so I guess, um, well, bye!"
"Have a good time"
I leave before the conversation spreads, ugh... That, that wasn't so bad, was it? No, I even stopped stuttering by the end. I review the conversation in my mind as I walk, scanning the street at the same time. I liked the atmosphere of the neighborhood from the first day I saw it, lots of trees, nice houses, mostly with green gardens, a cobbled street, but clean and without potholes, where hardly any carriages pass. I understand why Nicole chose a house here and not in some rich neighborhood, even though she had such a good location in the castle.
Speaking of carriages, I heard a rumor that they are inventing one that can move without being pulled by an animal, something about a bunch of books left behind by someone from another world that they finally managed to decipher or something, who cares.
I'm walking aimlessly, I like to do it from time to time, especially in the morning, seeing the streets mostly empty, closed stalls, little noise and most of all, few people, is nice and makes me feel healthy, even though I do some exercise every day, walking like this gives me the impression that I'm using my body and not just preventing it from deteriorating by exercising at home, maybe it's silly but-
"Oh! Pspsps~." I found an orange cat on the stone fence of a house, I don't have any food, but I hope he'll let me pet him...
He notices me and... He comes closer! But before I can touch him, he turns around, shows me his balls and calmly goes back to his place.
Hey... That was on purpose, wasn't it? I'm sure he didn't have his tail up as he walked towards me. It had to be an orange cat...
After a while, I arrive at a small park, I'm not really tired, but I might as well sit for a while. Meanwhile, I think about my current situation, I moved to the capital to attend the academy when I was 18, I wasn't particularly interested in joining, but I was tired of being stagnant and wanted more time to think or maybe run away, so I came. Although my main motivation was just to keep moving, so I don't love it.
... I can't wait to graduate, even though there's almost no racial discrimination in this country, it's still annoying how much attention I get for being the only one in class with a fluffy tail. Damn, I get pissed off just thinking about it, I'm tired of dodging some idiot who tries to touch my tail, or meeting stupid people who think they can stroke my ears as long as they ask first.
Well, I haven't met anyone really mean, or rather, I've managed to avoid them pretty well, but I wish my classmates were more empathetic. At least it's not necessary to graduate. Should I leave early? Mmm, no. I have a feeling that Nicole would never allow it. You pay tuition from the start, so few if anyone cares if you stop attending, except maybe the odd teacher who takes their job seriously, which surprisingly there are quite a few, now that I think about it, not for nothing is it one of the best academies on the continent.
'Hey, remember to try to see the glass half full,' I think. At least I really like the uniform, it's comfortable and simple, a pretty dark red sweater over a white shirt and tie, the skirt is a little short but I like that, it lets me show my legs in stockings, although I have to watch out for the wind or I'll be showing my panties to everyone.