> a kitsune's haven (old/ being rewritten)
>  by gypsyfox
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> Of fox kisses and sake.
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I started my day much like any other person, by getting out of bed and ready for the day. Okay that’s not entirely true, I would imagine that most people don’t pray at a shrine every morning and then drink a shot of sake the moment that they wake up. But still everyone else has a normal morning routine and this was mine.

I had stayed at my bookstore till near midnight, which left me near dead on my feet when I woke this morning. So, it wasn’t really a surprise when I missed the fact that there was a pure white, eight tailed fox sitting on the couch with a rather miffed expression on its muzzle as I walked out the door and proceeded to lock it behind me.

The walk to the store was strange, even for someone living in urban japan. I could almost swear that something was watching me, not to mention I kept seeing something in the corner of my eye. I was walking early in the morning around 6, so I wasn’t really worried about the lack of people. Quickly I made my way inside of the store. Glancing at my list I began getting what I needed, I paused as I passed one of the shelf's and backed up slightly. 

I could’ve sworn that I had just seen a shrine maiden, yet there was no one there. I mean it wasn't exactly impossible that there was one, just unlikely. Shaking my head, I made my way to the cashier and payed for my groceries. 

Walking back was nerve-wracking, I hadn’t seen a single person on the way back. No one walking down the sidewalks, no cars driving down the street, no dogs were barking, nothing. A town like the one I lived in normaly came alive around eight so the lack of activity was disconcerting.

The first thing that I noticed when I opened my door was that it was unlocked, now normally this would make sense. You can’t open a door that is locked. But I remembered clearly locking the door when I had left. Now it was entirely possible that I had been robbed but the second thing I noticed was that there were claw marks on my doorknob.

I slowly opened the door and stuck my head in, opening the door fully I stepped inside. I gave a blank stare at the kitsune that was sitting on my couch before walking past it and into the kitchen and sat my bags down. 

Opening the fridge I grabbed a bottle of sake and two saucers before closing it with my foot. Entering the living room, I sat the saucers on the coffee table before giving the fox a long stare. Sitting down I poured the fox and me a saucer of sake. The fox may have been an uninvited guest but it was still a guest.

“So are you going to tell me why you are here or are you just going to crash on my couch all night.” The fox just smirked before using one of its tails to pickup its sake and take a sip.

It was actualy interesting to watch as the fur of its tail acted kinda like feelers and wrapped around the saucer. Once it finished it removed a letter from somewhere and put it on the table. 

Reaching down to pick it up my fingers just barely brushed the edge of the laquered paper before a furry appendage grabbed my wrist. Looking up with a startled expression I managed to meet the eyes of the fox before a pair of lips met mine. 

My eyes widened in shock, I was being kissed by a kitsune. Wait why was it getting dark. The last thing I saw before I fell into darkness was a pleased smirk on the fox’s lips as it licked its muzzle and pushed a letter onto my chest. "Hmm, taste like blueberry."





I awoke with a gasp, I knew immediately that something was wrong. How did I know this, I was staring at what was probably the most fucked up and intimidating tree that I had ever seen in my life. The second reason, I had paws, I was in an unknown place, and in a new body. I was a nine tailed kitsune, how did I know that, I don’t know, I just did. I had the normal color scheme of a Japanese red fox. I was about nine feet tall and probaly around sixteen feet from nose to tail. 

I felt like I should have been freaking out just a bit more than I was, yet I felt rather calm as I looked around my surroundings. I was in a small clearing, to my right was the letter I had been given and a bag that was quite obviously made to fit my body. To the left was a small trail leading off into the forest. With an amount of grace I hadn’t thought possible for an appendage one of my tails picked the letter up off the ground and I began to read. 

Hello Jynx,

 If you are reading this then you survived getting punted across the multiverse congratulations. And if you aren’t running around screaming like your ass is on fire, good, that means that the modifications I made to your head worked.

So basic rundown of what happened to you. I chose you to go to another world and give it a swift kick in the ass. I’m sure as you explore you will find out the reason why. You have been turned into a nine tailed fox as I’m sure you’ve already noticed. 

You have all of the abilities of a normal kitsune with a few more on the side. Such as the ability to use all forms of magic. Next to this letter there is a bag, in that bag are a few magical items. A sake bottle that never runs out and never breaks. a pair of chopsticks that can turn into a spear. And finally, the last is a book that is linked to your book store so you can read every book in your store from it, also the bag is a bag of holding.

Your god Inari

PS. You’re a god now, deal with it.

I stared at the note with a blank expression on my foxy muzzle for what must have been an hour before slowly using one of my tails to undo the latch on the bag and pulling out that bottle of sake. Looking at my surroundings one last time I strapped my bag to my sides and took a swig of my bottle.

“well then, seems I have work to do.”
> fox vs pooooonnniiiiiiiieeeessss
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Five hours, I had been walking for five fucking hours. What had I discovered in those five fucking hours? That I was lost. I had gotten sidetracked by a rather enticing smell and by the time I realized it was a carnivorous flower I had lost the path. I eventually just chose a direction an began to follow it. The dammed Forest had to end somewhere. But for now, all I could see were trees that looked like a crawling horror has sex with a treant.

My attention was torn away from trying to figure out how that worked by a nausea inducing smell, it was like a skunk drank rotten milk, fornicated with a bodybuilder’s armpit, and then died in a sewer. It was then that I heard it, it sounded like mix of creaking wood and a wolf snarling. The foliage in front of me began to rustle. The being that stepped out of the bush is what finally convinced me of a notion I had begun to have since seeing the trees, at some point in this forest’s history a druid and a necromancer got drunk, had sex, and then proceed to have a magical dick sizing contest.

It was a wooden wolf, well less of a wooden wolf and more like fifteen wooden wolves. As soon as the first one came into range it lunged, so I smacked it with a tail. It was more out of reflex than any real purposeful attack, so when I saw the thunderous explosion of wood and tinder that used to be shaped like a wolf, I was pleasantly surprised. That made fourteen, the wolves however didn’t find it pleasant at all.

They all charged at once, grabbing one by the throat with one of my tails I swung it like a baseball bat into the side of the second one. As they both exploded into piles of tinder, I brought another one of my tails down on the head of a third, the three-foot crater were its head used to be left me no doubt that it was dead. When the forth one leapt at my face I decided to meet its lunge with my claws. When I felt no resistance I thought I had missed, the two halves of said wolf disproved that thought.

The remaining ten wolves drew back and began to circle me cautiously. While they were trying to figure out how they could kill me so they could feast on my innards I decided to try and figure out how to use magic. 

I knew that any advanced forms were out of my reach for now, but surly I could use foxfire. I decided to take a hint out of my many fantasy books. Staring intently, I imagined a cone of blue fire wrapping around the wolves as their wooden flesh turned to cinder, wow I could even imagine the smell. Oh, wait I wasn't imagining that part, they were actual on fire.

I couldn't help but stare in fascination as the blue flames turned the wolves to cinders, yet, not a single leaf on the ground was singed. If I was right then my foxfire would only burn what I meant it to burn, that could be an extremely useful ability that he would have to experiment with later.

I felt my shoulders relax as I searched for any more danger. I hadn’t realized that in the middle of the fight that there had been a change of scenery. When the fight had started, I was standing in a small clearing, when it ended, I was standing on a dirt path. At that point I decided to get the fuck out of this dammed forest.

The path winded down towards the east and melted into the trees as it started to bend, the other way was a dead end, guess that settled which way I was going. As I walked down the path, I began to let my mind wonder. The letter had said that I was a god, if I was a god not to mention a kitsune did that mean that I no longer aged.

The fact that I no longer aged bothered me slightly. I imagined that there were other immortals in this realm, but as cliché as it is there was a rather large chance that I would end up with a mortal lover. Well if I was a god then there was also the possibility that I could make my lover or lovers, immortal too. After all magic is a wonderful and terrible thing, and so was love.

Shaking my head from that train of thoughts before they led me to a place I didn't want to be, I began to focus on something much more pressing, my magic. I could use foxfire, but I needed to figure out how to use my other abilities.

If I could figure out how to use illusions I would be ecstatic, there would be no need to fight if I could avoid any encounters. Trying to figure out some of the other magical affects would also be useful, things like levitation and simple bolts of magic would make my life much easier. Shape shifting would also be a useful ability to figure out.

I decided to start where I had some experience. Looking at a bush nearby I tried to imagine it turning pink, nothing. Trying again with the same result I tried a different approach. Approaching the bush, I touched it with the tip of a tail and tried to channel my magic into the plant. The affect that I got was not what I expected, I was thinking that it was either going to work or the plant would disintegrate or something similar, no this plant decided that my magic would make good fertilizer as it began to grow at an extremely fast speed, "well shit."





After a couple more hours walking and experimenting something miraculous occurred, something so wonderful that tears silently slid down the sides of my furred cheeks. I had found the exit of the fucking forest, also a town. Looking around as I walked towards the town, I began to make some observations. First thing I had noticed was how colorful the houses were, the second thing I noticed was that the town appeared to be deserted. The third and most important thing I noticed was the sign in front of me. Public library, just what I needed. Walking up to the building I let myself in, after all it was a public library.

As I entered the building/tree I was quite happy with the number of books I could see. Quickly I decided on a book, it was a history book. I only got about a quarter of the way through the book before I came to a startling realization. The main inhabitants of this land, ponies, were racist. Other races were treated worse than trash and often run out of towns and cities.

While the non-meat eating races were treated like trash, the races that did eat meat were treated like monsters. They were often accused of crimes that they didn't do. It reminded me of the witch hunts. I then had a horrifying thought I was an obvious meat-eating creature, sitting in the middle of a pony library.

I quickly sat up and began looking for the magic books, I found them on the top shelf in the back of the library. Pulling out my book which I decided I was going to call the index, I began to experiment. If I could connect the index to any book in my store, then maybe I could connect it to other books I could find. Bringing the index up I touched it to the spell book and mentally called for the book to be copied into the index.

Flipping through the index I checked to see if it worked. There it was, magic for dummies, wait was that actually the title. I spun the book around and sure enough that was what the book was titled. Shaking my head, I began copying the other books. Once I finished with the magic books I moved on to books on races, currency, and geography. I also stole a map as I began to leave the library.

I stopped myself from opening the door. I had walked into this building in plain sight, yet there was not a single person in sight, that meant that they were most likely hiding from me. Now I don't know how most people think, but if a monster walked into a building I wasn't in I would set a trap and wait for it to come back out.

Sticking my head against the door I tried to hear if there was anyone outside the front. Judging from the clanking of metal on stone the answer was yes. Going out a window would have been my best bet, there was a problem with that plan however. The windows were too small for me to fit through, I would be leaving through the front door or not at all. Or maybe not, there was a balcony on the second floor.

The looks of terror I received when I jumped from the balcony when be forever cemented in my mind as one of the funniest things I had ever seen. Just as I imagined my face was to them as I dodged the bolt of magic that singed the fur of my under side. When I landed the first thing I did was slam the bright purple pony that had tried to shoot me with a tail and take off running. I wasn't quite sure where she landed and to be frank, I didn't care.

I hadn't realized just how fast I could run until i was running for my life. To my misfortune a quarter of those ponies could fly and had crossbows. I barely dodged the first volley of bolts. The second volley had landed a bolt into my flank. I readily let out a grunt of pain before sliding to a stop. I may not have been able to shoot bolts of magic yet, but I could definitely throw things. Wrapping one of my tails around a rock I chucked it at one of the pegasi. It nailed him right in center of mass, he went flying through the air and collided with a tree.

One of the others decided that dive bombing me with a spear would be a smart idea. I proceeded to use him as a baseball to hit another. I barely managed to leap to the side as a blue blur sped pass where my head was just at. "Get back here you varmint."

At the yell I had managed to catch the lasso with one of my tails. Looking down incredulously at the orange pony holding the other end I yanked my tail and swung her into a random guard who let out a scream as she collided with his side. They both went flying into a building. I lunged to the side as the blue torpedo decided to return for my head again. This time I kept my focus on the blur as it swung around for another attack. I waited till just the right moment before bringing a paw down right on its middle.

The blur quickly became as a cyan blue Pegasus with an rainbow mane. A mane that I had steadily classified as the gayest thing I had ever scene. Not that there was anything wrong with that, I was a fox after all. Her wing was bent as an odd angle, so I put her out of my mind as a threat.

As I turned to begin running again my eyes met with a bright blue pair belonging to a butter colored Pegasus with a long pink mane. She quickly flew into my face with a furious expression and an intense gaze. "How dare you. You will stop this fighting right now and wait for the authorities to pick you up."

When she stopped her ranting, she was panting trying to catch her breath. Me on the other hand was looking at this little pony with amazement. Finally, I acted, wrapping the little pony in my tails I hugged her tight to my chest, I just couldn't help myself. "Oh, my gods your so fucking adorable."

Getting control of myself I put the catatonic pony down and ran for the forest. Of course, the moment I started running the rest of the unicorn guards decided to catch up. The barrage of magical bolts sent my way consisted of every color of the rainbow. Some missed but most of them hit me and proceeded to wash over my fur like waves of light being reflected by water. I couldn't help but let a mischievous smirk come across my muzzle as I cracked my tails like a whip.

"Oh, that tingled a bit, let’s have some fun."
> magic for dummies
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I couldn’t help but smirk as I stood over the group of defeated ponies, the fact that I was resistant to magic proved to be a lifesaver. The guards had been reliant on it and I had managed to take their heavy caster out of the chase before it had even begun. I wasn’t stupid however, I knew that I had an hour tops before I was swarmed. I decided to take the smartest option given to me, one tactical retreat later and I was back in the forest which thanks to the books I nabbed I now knew as the everfree.

As I retreated through the forest I could here the shouts and calls of the ponies that attempted to give chase. Running at full speed I ran for another two hours before stopping, the surrounding area was a clearing about ten meters wide. I couldn’t help but wonder where all these clearings were coming from, they were very convenient.

Deciding that the clearing was safe enough I took out my index with intentions to fix a serious issue that needed to be resolved. As I flipped through the spell books I had copied it quickly became apparent what the problem was, I was trying to just imagine the effects happening and hoping it worked. I needed to use something as a focus. Raising one of my tails to my eye I gave it an intense look, I quickly tried to feel for my magic. I could feel it, like a lake being filled by a waterfall, I imagined a stream flowing from that lake. I directed that feeling to the tip of one of my tails thinking of a ball of magic forming at the tip.

It worked, at the tip of the tail there was a small ball of pure magic. It was beautiful, it shimmered a pale seafoam blue, foxfire seemed to surround the orb in a soft coat of flame. Staring at the orb I couldn’t help but get lost in its glow for what seemed like hours. When I finally shook off my trance it was dusk, looking toward the orb I imagined it turning into a barrage of arrows and launching themselves into one of the many trees of the forest. The various thwacking noises as the magical arrows buried themselves into the trees wooden bark was so fucking satisfying.

I experimented with pure magic manipulation for the next few hours. I made everything from cups to various weapons. I couldn’t make anything overly complicated such as guns or crossbows, but I could make regular bows. I could also make walls, shields, and other various objects. When I was confident that I had gotten it down I moved on to the harder stuff, elemental manipulation.

From how the books described it, the manipulation of elements was less of skill and more of a will based ability. According to the text one had to exert ones will over nature and magic and force the needed affect to happen. I decided to take my own path to do this, I was pagan. My family was wiccan, so as I launched my tail at the tree, I did something that went completely against what the book taught. Instead of forcing the lightning, I asked nicely instead.

I was not disappointed as a bolt of lightning the size of my head impacted the tree, I tried again with ice this time, when it worked as intended I moved on to the other elements. Something I quickly figured out was that any time I produced fire it became foxfire. I practiced my manipulation by making small mock armies of each element and having them fight each other.

I was interrupted from my sacking of Rome by a startling thought. Kitsune were known shapeshifters, if I could shapeshift into a pony then I could sneak back into town and copy more books and gain even more information. I just needed to figure out how the hell I was supposed to shapeshift.

I spent the next few hours trying to shift my shape, I did not succeed. I did however learn a vital clue in using illusions. When I had tried to use illusions on the bush to turn it pink, I had assumed that it hadn’t worked because I couldn’t see the effects of the spell. When I was practicing my shifting another pack of timber wolves had attacked. I had tried to make an illusion of fire to scare them off, just to see if I could. I had assumed due to the lack of fire that it failed. Imagine my surprise when the pack let out a series of startled yelps and ran off. I could cast illusions fine, I just couldn’t see them myself.

It made sense in the long run I suppose. If I could see my own illusions, then there was a chance that I could catch myself in them. It would do me no good if I tried to make a room full of traps seem normal, only to walk into one of them because I couldn’t see them. Of course, not being able to see illusions also had some advantages on its own.

The ability to use my illusions opened a lot of new options for me. I didn’t need to turn into a pony if the ponies couldn’t see me at all, however the fact I couldn’t see my illusions meant that if they failed, I wouldn’t know until it was too late. I decided to have an illusion training marathon right then and there, the only thing that was missing was the montage music.

I snuck past hundreds of timber wolves and even managed to sneak up on a deer for dinner, funnily enough the fact that the deer was raw didn’t bother me. I could only guess it was due to my new nature. After dinner I started practicing more illusions. By the rise of the morning sun I was confident that i could beat Houdini.

I also discovered something that in my opinion made my awesome body even more awesome. I was a hermaphrodite. I wasn’t sure how I had not realized for so long, but I had both sets of equipment, not that I was complaining, as a human I was as gender-fluid as they came. This just gave me more things to experiment with.

I began making plans to go back into the pony town, the first stop was going to be a general store of some kind, I needed to steal some appliances, after that I would hit the library again. Then maybe play some pranks. However, the first thing I was going to do was catch some sleep.





When I woke, I woke fast and hard. The reason for this, it was raining. Which was a good thing and a bad thing. I began making my way back to the town. I needed to avoid the guards and steal quite a few items. As I entered the outskirts of town I was taken aback by the amount of guards centered around the library.

The first thing I found was a shop called, Bits And Bits. The shop was an appliance store, I quickly checked the door, it was locked. As quickly as I could I made a pair of lock-picks from magic, now most people would probably be wondering how the hell a bookstore owner knows how to use lock-picks. The answer to that question is this, never underestimate the power of a bored autistic person in a store with dozens of do it your self books.

I smirked in triumph when the lock gave a click, as I made my way in I made sure to lock the door behind me. I made sure to grab several necessities. A tea kettle, some metal skewers, the entire stock of tea. I also made sure to grab all of the bits out of the register. Grabbing a coffee mug that said, I am best pony, I grabbed a marker and crossed out, pony, and replaced it with fox before tossing it into my bag.

Having got everything I needed to get from that shop, I made my way over to the library. Unfortunately for me there was a guard standing in front of the door. Seeing the perfect setup, I decided to test a game theory. Picking up a small rock I chucked it off to the side of the library. I ended up having to stifle my laughter as the dumbass actually fell for it.

Silently dashing across the cobble, I entered the library. There was no one in the bottom floor but I could here someone lightly snoring upstairs. I decided that getting some more information would be my first prerogative. I grabbed books on anything that caught my attention, I even grabbed some of the fiction books.

When my search for interesting books was over, I crept my way back over to the door only to stop at the sound of the guard from before grumbling to himself. It looked like I would be taking the balcony again. I crept up the stairs as silently as I could. When I crested the staircase I saw the source of the snoring. Looking at the purple alicorn sleeping in the bed I couldn’t stop my smirk as I pulled out the marker I had stolen.

I spent a good hour on my art before stepping back to admire it. I had created a civil war of dicks on her face. Barbed cat dicks holding muskets were shooting at the knotted dog dicks hiding in trenches. In the back ground a brigade of horse cocks was charging a group of entrenched human penises. Running around the battlefield was a nine-tailed fox attempting to heal the wounded while dodging lines of white that were streaking across the battle field.

My eyes began to water at the perfection that I had drawn upon this poor soul’s brow, okay maybe they were watering from my attempts not to burst into laughter. Still stifling my snickers I made my way over to the balcony. Before I jumped, I took one look at the hole that had been bored through the railing by the burst of magic that had grazed me when I had first jumped.

It was actually kind of disturbing just how close I had come to being hit. I didn’t know if the bolt would have killed me or not, but I knew it would have put me out of the fight. I jumped to the ground, the noise my paws made as they sank into the mud was drowned out by rain.

My cover was almost blown when a grey Pegasus nearly dropped a piano on my head. She looked kinda pretty actually. I shook my head, there would be time to ogle people later. My interest was caught by the smell of sugar and bread. Following my nose I couldn’t help but stare at the giant gingerbread house that the smells were coming from.

I unfortunately couldn’t enter the bakery as it was full of ponies. I turned to leave only to stare in shock at the box of donuts sitting there with a piece of paper on top. The donuts were all fresh and warm. I honestly think I may have had an orgasm then and there, but I couldn’t be sure I was to busy enjoying donut induced euphoria.

I was shaken from the absolute massacre of donuts by a scream. An angry rage filled scream, coming from the library, I slowly turned to see purple light shine from the windows and door of the tree. At this point I had already given up any notion of stealth and hightailed it to the forest. If the terrified screaming of the guard that was guarding the library was any indication, I had made it to the forest edge just in time. I couldn’t help but notice that I had ended up in the same clearing as before. I promptly decided to take a nap.
> sadistic guardian
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I awoke with a start, I could feel tingles running up my spine. This was not where I had fallen asleep. My current surroundings were odd, if familiar. A sea of glowing grey stone was before me, stretching as far as my eye could see.  I couldn’t help but feel oddly light in the soft glow that the stone gave off.

My first inkling of where I was, was the giant planet in the sky. My second was probably the midnight blue alicorn walking towards me, a curious expression on her face. She was maybe ten feet out when I decided to make first contact. “Hello princess Luna, the moon is beautiful tonight isn’t it.  Almost as pretty as you when masked in its glow.”

She began blushing and turned her head away from my gaze. I took this time to observe the goddess of the moon, she was about two feet shorter then me. Her ethereal tail glowed in the moonlight like a nebula stretching across the vastness of space. I couldn't help but wonder what would happen if I stuck my paw in her mane.

I turned my gaze from the blushing alicorn to the planet above, I always wanted to see how the planet looked from so high, guess that’s something I can cross off my bucket list. The fact that the lunar princess hadn’t attacked me yet already gave her points in my book. Giving me the ability to see something so few beings got see in person was just a bonus.

“What are you? You are clearly predatory in nature, but you don’t give off a sense of danger. In fact, if I could compare your presence to anything else in Equestria it would be poison joke.” I was a bit surprised by the comparison. Not because it was wrong, but because it was extremely close. I suppose I could give the mare some answers.

“My name is Jynx, I am a kitsune. I am a deity of yet unknown domains, I arrived here a few days ago within the Everfree forest. I am here to bring a much-needed change to this world,” the lunar goddess face changed from one of curiosity to one of shock.

I watched as her face cycled through several expressions before settling on a grim frown. Her body seemed to tense, she was getting ready for battle. While I didn’t tense any obvious muscles, she could see I did tense my tails, getting the ready to strike at any moment. She seemed like she was trying to figure out what she wanted to ask next.

“Why did you attack Ponyville?” for some reason the accusation made me angrier then it should have. If I had purposely attacked that town there would have been nothing left but smoking rubble and ash. I shook my head violently, where the hell had thought come from. Looking down at the Luna I decided to give my answer.

“I did not attack any town. I defended my self from a group of racist bigots who decided to ambush me. But if that is a crime then ill be happy to defend myself from you and your guards as well moon goddess.”

She looked shocked for a moment, like she had not expected someone to claim defiance of her so easily. Now that I think about it, she probably didn’t, she was a goddess after all. There was no need for any more words between us. I turned my gaze back to the planet above, this was her choice. If she attacked then she would cement herself as an enemy, if she didn’t then she would have a friend.

I felt her hoof land on my side. “I will not interfere in your business, for now. But make no mistake at some point we will end up fighting each other, and when we do, I will not hold back”

“Neither will I.” with my parting words I felt myself launched from the realm of dreams and back into my body. It was an interesting experience waking up like that, like surfacing from underwater. As the last vestiges of sleep left me, I couldn’t help but realize what I had done. I had just threatened to fight a living goddess. I mean I was a god now but still it was a sobering thought.

Speaking of sober, I reached and took a couple sips of my sake. It was time to think about my life. What was I going to do? I couldn’t just walk up to the capital and kick ass and chew bubblegum. Mainly because I didn’t have any bubblegum, but also because it wouldn’t work. The ponies magical ability gave them a major advantage over the other races.

It was then I had an idea, a horrible terrible idea. You see the only reason that the other races didn’t go to war was because their country’s weather and seasons were controlled by the ponies. If they had an uprising all the ponies had to do was cause a series of severe weather patterns.

But the Everfree forest, the forest I was based out of didn’t follow those rules. As a bonus it didn’t fall under the territories of any other country. This meant that I could build a empire there legally and there was not a single thing that the ponies could do else then declare war, even if they did declare war I would have an advantage as the Everfree was seriously unnerving to most ponies.

There were a lot of problems with this plan that I needed to iron out. The first was rather simple, where the hell was I going to build this empire at. The Everfree was a twisting and moving forest that constantly seemed to change. Plus, the forest was extremely dense and seemed to resist any attempt at clearing the foliage. I could possibly have most of it be underground, but that came with its own problems. Any flying race besides threstrals or dragons would have problems living underground. Maybe I could use a mixture of both under and above ground buildings.

The second problem I could think of was food, while the carnivorous and omnivorous races could hunt for food, the herbivorous races would have to gather. Which would last in the warmer months but not during the winter when fruits and berries wouldn’t grow.

I did have a solution, but I wasn’t sure if I could use it. One of the books I had grabbed had described something called light-gems. These enchanted gems were used by brewers to replicate the effects of moonlight for certain potions. If they could do moonlight, then it could be possible to alter them to produce sunlight instead. Sunlight that could be used underground to produce crops.

The problem was that the book I had learned this from was a potion book, so it didn’t have the instructions to make the dammed things. Which of course meant I had to take another trip to enemy territory, how fun.





“That pony has a fat ass.” The words slipped out of my mouth before I could even think of silencing myself. There wasn’t much more I could say about the marble white pony sitting at the entrance of the library. I knew who it was of course, Celestia was a bit hard to miss when reading history books.

This of course caused a bit of a problem. I needed to get into the library, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to risk it with her there. Deciding to take a bit of a detour I went around the library and decided to explore the town a bit. I listened in on the gossip being tossed around by the ponies, most of it was trivial but there were some important bits mixed in.

It was when I was passing the police station that I came across my first bit of amusement. I had a wanted poster. Ten thousand to anyone who could bring me in alive. They didn’t know my name, so they had given me the moniker of, tailed beast, guess I was the kyubi now. I almost began laughing at the mental image of me standing on my hind paws and using my tails to support myself while I pelvic thrust magical nukes at the enemy.

Although that did make me wonder. Technically my entire body was a magical focus my tails were easier to use because they were long and had a spot that was easy to focus on. So, I could technically use my dick to cast magic. I put that idea away for later. I needed to continue with my exploring.

I managed to observe the gray pony again, I was starting to feel like a bit of a stalker now. She was sitting in front of what looked like a schoolhouse. I wasn’t expecting the unicorn foal to run up to her and embrace her in a hug. She was a mother, for some reason I felt oddly protective of the both of them. Which may or may not have been the reason I repeatedly tripped the brown stallion with a moneybag cutie mark when he made a comment about the mare’s eyes. I don’t know why he found her eyes ugly. Combined with the bubble cutie mark and the filly that was riding on her back it made her look absolutely fucking adorable.

Making my way back around to the library took longer then expected, so by the time I had gotten there it was dusk. I was both surprised and annoyed when I saw that Celestia was still in the fucking library. I guess I wasn’t going to get that dammed book Afterall.

Id be dammed if I wasn’t going to get something out of this trip, time to play some pranks on people. I made my way back through town to see what I could do to fuck with these ponies. The first prank I did was a classic. I replaced someone’s lube with glue.

The second prank I did happened while I was passing a guard wasn’t the most ethical thing I’ve done. I silently began to follow him. Every time he would stop moving, I would reach one of my tails under him and stroke his sheath. I continued to do this until he was fully erect. I felt accomplished for some reason. Making the guard sport an erection in public was funny but it had nothing on my last prank.

I was making my way to the bakery when I spotted the stallion who had been making fun of the gray Pegasus. He was making his way over to one of the seats in an outdoor cafe. When he sat down and ordered his food I decided to get even for that pretty Pegasus.

I had waited until his food had arrived before doing anything. Quickly casting a small illusion on his food, I pulled out one of the many treasures I had found in the Everfree. It was a pepper, colored bright blue in color with purple stripes. I had force fed one to a manticore and watched as it screamed and writhed on the forest floor in pain.

Now to most people simply putting the pepper in his food would have been enough, but I for whatever reason was feeling vindictive. I quickly used my magic to squeeze the pepper’s juice into his cup and then cut a small sliver of the pepper off the main piece. Putting the main piece into his sandwich I waited until he took a bite before shoving the sliver of pepper into his sheath. He hit the ground screaming as his privates were burned by the pepper slice.

His screams of agony were music to my ears. I suppose that to most people it wouldn’t be funny, but as sadistic as I was feeling I thought it was fucking hilarious. I decided that It was time for me to go when the guards started convening on the screams of agony.

I hadn’t noticed on the way out of the forest because I had exited further in the tree line, but the entrance of the forest was guarded now. There were groups of five guarding the trails. I easily slipped passed them. My paws made very little sound when walking so I could glide past the ponies with an immense amount of ease. As I entered the same fucking clearing as before I laid down in the middle. I would worry about getting people to help with my idea tomorrow.
> the fox can bite.
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The morning started with screams. Sighing I opened my eyes, standing before my resting form were four fillies’. I recognized all four of them, the first one was the color of apple butter and had a mane that could make apples jealous. Decorating her mane was a pink bow. If I remembered her name right, she was Applebloom. The second was orange Pegasus with a purple mane and tail. I do believe she was called Scootaloo, the third was sweetie belle. She was white with a mane and tail that for some odd reason reminded me of ice-cream.

These three I recognized because I liked to watch their antics around the town. I mean where else would you get to see a bunch of kids build a fully functional, life sized catapult. They also seemed to have an uncanny ability to get out of trouble. The fourth filly I recognized, but I didn’t know her name. It was the grey Pegasus’s daughter. She looked eerily similar to her mother. It hadn’t really dawned on me that the fillies weren’t screaming at me until that protective feeling came back.

In fact, they weren’t even facing me. They were all gazing of into the foliage on the edge of the clearing. Hell, they hadn’t even noticed I was there. Of course, that might have been because of the pack of Timberwolves that were emerging from the forest. I counted twenty-eight of them.

To be honest I had stopped caring about these pests a while ago. I had dealt with so many of the wooden bitches that killing them was like breathing. With a flick of my tails I sent a barrage of magical arrows in the general direction of the pack. Most of them missed, not that it mattered.

Three seconds after landing the arrows exploded into flashes of blue fire. Debris bounced of the shield that I had thrown up right before the arrows went off. The fire scorched most of the wolves into cinder, those who weren’t turned to ashes were instead turned into piles of slightly charred wood. Only two of the bastards survived the barrage. Not waiting for them to retreat I sent out two more arrows, engulfing the remaining two wolves in billows of fire.

Making sure that those were the last two, I calmly let the shield down before downing several shots of sake. I looked down at the fillies cowering at my feet. They had definitely realized I was there now, there silent wide-eyed stares boring into my hide. I couldn’t help but feel kinda bad about scaring them, but I would get over it.

I decided to do the most terrifying thing I could possibly do in this situation. I smiled and said hi. They then for the most part acted exactly like I expected them to. I say somewhat because while the main three of the group ran away screaming like Jason was hot on their heels, the fourth one, the grey and blonde unicorn, simply sat there.

I couldn’t help but be intrigued by this filly. Why did I feel protective of her and her mother, why did I feel such rage at seeing her mother made fun of? Now that I thought about it, she didn’t seem all that scared of me. To be honest she seemed to find my presence just as intriguing. Maybe I could get a couple of answers.

“What is your name little filly, and why don’t run with the other three?”  as I said this I laid back down, with my head on my paws. I wasn’t worried about the other three, they seemed to have uncanny luck when it came to getting out of trouble.

“My name is Dinky. Why would I try to run from you, you didn’t try to hurt me or mommy all of those times you were watching us in Ponyville, besides even if I did try to run you would catch up before we made it to the clearing edge.” Well then, wasn’t she a smart little, did she just say she could see me under all my illusions.

“You could see me.” I was shocked, her answer shocked me more.

“Was I not supposed to see you.”

“Considering that I was under three different illusions, no.” What the fuck, how the hell did she see me. I had gone out of my way to test my illusion’s, yet this foal could see me. The protectiveness, the ability to see me. I believed in coincidence, but this was more. What connection did Dinky and her mother share with me?

Standing up, I wrapped a tail around Dinky and then deposited her on my back. As we walked, I questioned her some more. I learned several things that were important to my continued safety. First, her mothers name was Ditzy or as the townsfolk called her Derpy. I also learned that the piano thing wasn’t an accident, she could see me too. She had tried to knock me out with the piano but had missed.

The most important thing I had learned however, was a possible lead on the connection between us. Apparently, a few days ago Dinky had found a strange ball that seemed to be made from something that looked similar to my magic. The story sounded familiar but for the life of me I could not remember why. I would have to investigate later, I had several books in my index about kitsune I would simply have to read through them later.

As we talked, I quickly learned several things about both Dinky and her mother. Like the fact both were extremely smart. Derpy could do math in her head faster then a bullet, and dinky was extremely good at reading people. I also learned that they were both extremely open minded. Maybe I could use there help to further my goals.

It wasn’t much longer before we reached the outskirts of town. Putting Dinky back on the ground I recast my illusion’s. I had a book to get and a purple bookworm to prank. I wasn’t worried about Dinky telling the rest about me, she had crafted a story about how I had simply gone back to sleep when she started running.

I was nearly to the library when a group of ponies caught my eye. It wasn’t the racial slurs they were saying that had caught my attention. Nor was it the fact that they were all carrying weapons. Hell, it wasn’t even the giant cage, no what had drawn my focus was the mention of my bounty, and the smell of the poison on their weapons.

These were bounty hunters and if the scars were anything to go by they were experienced. I listened to their conversation until I got the gist of their plan. They would enter the forest at dusk and try to catch me off guard. I wasn’t quite sure on how they planned on finding me only that they could. Which meant that I needed to get that book fast.

I entered the library with a grace that would be expected from a fox. The book I was looking for would most likely be with the gem or enchanting sections. I spent roughly thirty minutes looking, I nearly got caught when the purple alicorn, I now knew as Twilight grabbed a book I was about to grab. I found the dammed thing under ancient magics.

Pulling out my index I quickly copied the book. Putting the book back in place I stepped back to see how I could fuck with Twilight. Looking around I did something I honestly felt bad doing. I grabbed the most boring subjects I could find, then using my magic I made a paper sculpture of myself and placed it on the table. I the proceeded to wright, Jynx was here, on the sculpture.

I left the library in a slight rush, I needed to hurry and get back into the forest proper and set up an ambush. I made it back to my clearing just before dusk. To be honest I wasn’t sure how this fight would go. The guards were well armed but inexperienced, these ponies were both. I would have to be both smart and lucky.





I could only hope that the way they were tracking me was not pinpoint accurate. I made an illusion of myself sleeping in the middle of the clearing, I was actually in a tree to the left side of the clearing. I was also kinda relying on these ponies to be smart, if one of them went all barbarian charge this plan was fucked.

I almost let out a sigh of relief when the first of the ponies came out of the trees, one of them made a gesture and the rest made their way out of the forest. They moved silently and swiftly through the clearing, circling my illusion. I waited until they were about to attack before commencing the ambush. These would be the first sentient deaths caused by my hand.

The moment that the three unicorns cast spells I attacked. There were twelve ponies in total, three unicorns, four pegasi, and five earth ponies. With such a large group I decided that it would be best to go for overkill. Raising my tails, I formed a javelin of magic at the tip of each one, throwing them I watched as the struck two of the earth ponies and one of the unicorns before all nine detonated in plumes of magical fire.

My face grim, I waited for the smoke to clear before attacking again. When the smoke cleared only four were left in the clearing. Two unicorns, and two pegasi. One of the unicorns was holding a magic shield over the other three. Jumping from the tree I began bounding towards them, the shield dropped and both unicorns began firing in my direction and one of the pegasi began to charge with his spear.

I blocked the first spell, the second, a sickly yellow bolt I parried. Straight into the charging Pegasus. I couldn’t help but stare as the spell caused his limbs to be torn from his body. I proceeded to send a barrage of lightning bolts towards the magical duo. The first managed to bring up his shield just in time, the second however was still staring in shock at what had happened to his ally.

Three of the bolts hit him. The intense electric current, frying his body like a bug zapper. His eyes exploded from his head and his teeth turned black as the shattered. His corpse flew back through the clearing until it collided with a tree, still convulsing. By this point I had made it to the other unicorn. With a flash I brought my claws down in an attempt to catch his throat.

My claws were stopped by a small localized shield, well if that was how he wanted play it. My tails begin lashing out each one of them tipped with a magical blade. He was doing just fine blocking each and every blow I sent however. At least until I had a sudden and slightly crazy idea. Opening my mouth, I stuck my long vulpine tongue out at him. He looked bemused until his eyes shot open in horror as the cone of foxfire burst from my tongue.

He screamed in agony as the flesh on his face began to melt showing the muscle underneath before that to turned to ash, his hind legs twitching as his brain tried to comprehend that it was being boiled in his skull. I sighed in relief when he finally died from the fire. I couldn’t help but think I was forgetting something important.

I remembered what it was when it put a crossbow bolt in my flank, turning I blocked the second bolt with a shield. The last Pegasus was hysterics, screaming wildly while reloading the crossbow. Sighing softly, I sent a blade of wind in her direction. The wind blade split her from nose to crotch as a rain of organs fell to the ground.

Looking around I began looking over the bodies. I needed to find how they were tracking me, imagine my surprise when it found me. The bound and muzzled diamond dog shuffled into the clearing like one would expect she was walking to her death. She looked nothing like the books I had nabbed had described diamond dogs. The book described then as squat goblin like creatures that looked kind of like pitbulls. The specimen in front of me looked like a perfectly normal anthro husky.

Padding over to the bound dog I quickly secured the keys to her bindings from one of the bodies. Unlocking the bindings I stepped back, she quickly shook the rest from her form. I took the moment to observe her. She had the normal color patterns of a husky, her build was on the slim side. She ran to the edge of the clearing and into the forest before I could ask her name.

Shrugging my shoulders, I turned and began collecting the loot off of the corpses. I had managed to find the spear, and roughly three hundred bits. The crossbow had been split in half by the same spell that had fell its owner. The rest of the loot was damaged by the original barrage of javelins. After making sure I had secured the loot I piled up the remains and burnt them to ash.

As I was turning to go, I was stopped by a very soft voice, “wait, please.”

I realized it was the diamond dog from before. She hadn’t left the cover of the trees, but she was just barely able to be spotted. I just managed to catch her question, “who, no what are you?”

I turned to keep walking, but my answer rang through the clearing. “I am Jynx, deity of change.”

If I had not been distracted by the d-dog I would have realized something vitally important as I took a swig from my sake bottle. I had piled eleven bodies, yet there were twelve ponies.
> foxhaven
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I knew something was going to go wrong. It had been two weeks since I killed the bounty hunters and chosen my first domain. My ability to use illusions had grown to the point that I could make them permanent. In the wake of my new-found skill I decided to make myself a den. It was of course, underground.

The door to the entrance tunnel was round like Bilbo’s door in the hobbit.  A single carving of a fox circled around the frame of the door, witch through some clever spell work I had made from stone. When you walked through said door the first thing that would be noticed was the stone arches keeping the tunnel stable. It was a good sixty feet down.

Past that was the entry room, the room itself was pretty sparse, I planned on hanging some trophies in here to intimidate guest. There were small stone shelves cut into specific parts of the walls. In the center of the room was a brazier with burning blue flames. At this point the entire room was made from the same stone as the arches, little alcoves of foxfire lighting the rooms.

The next room you walked into was the dining room, the ceiling was riddled with designs of kitsune playing and fighting, hunting and reading. They were carved with such vivid detail it almost looked like they were alive as you walked down the room. In the center of the room was a long stone table. It had no chairs to accompany it at the moment as I didn’t think stone was the most comfortable thing. To both sides of the room were to identical stairs leading into a second floor which over looked the bottom one.

The second floor had four rooms branching off it, all four were bedrooms, at the moment the bedrooms were empty, I would have to go on a stealing spree for the beds and other types of furniture. There were no toilets as I didn’t have plumbing, I did build an outhouse outside. On the first floor there were two visible rooms. The right door lead to the kitchens with stone ovens and shelves. The room also had a storage closet that was about the size of a small house.

The left door led to a hallway almost twenty feet long, it led to the library. Inside was a circular room fifty meters tall and thirty wide. Stone shelves carved into the walls of the room could hold thousands of books. In the center was a ring of stone, inside the ring was a gracefully moving well of foxfire. The light it was producing lit the entire room in a blue glow. If the carvings in the dining hall had seemed lifelike then the ones in this room fucking moved.

The ceiling was a carved map of the planet, each country and city was named. Branching across the few areas of the wall not covered in shelves were carvings of all the known races. Across the floor ran depictions of wondrous magical feats. This was my haven, my home. Towards the back of the library was another door that lead to my personal chambers.

My room was pretty spartan all things considered. I didn’t have any furniture yet and there were no carvings on the walls, in fact the only major difference between my chambers and the guest chambers was that mine were bigger.

I hadn’t done much else involving the house else then layering the surrounding area with enough illusions to stop Cthulhu. I did however find out a rather interesting fact about myself. I could shrink, I couldn’t control it. It only happened in situations I needed to be small, like going through doors that were to small. It happened so naturally that I hadn’t noticed until I tried to measure the doorway and couldn’t understand how my huge ass had fit through it.

I had also gained a significant power boost somehow. I noticed it a few nights after my fight with the mercenaries, my magic felt more potent. Fire spells were hotter, ice spells were colder That sort of thing. Hell, I even felt stronger and faster. The most startling thing that this development had brought was the fact that my fur now gave off a slight glow.

It wasn’t the kind of glow that the sun has. Nor was I a walking glowstick. It was more reminiscent of the reflection of light off of water. The shimmering glow was hard to spot unless you were looking for it, the kind of glow you would expect to see from starlight on the flat waters of a lake.

Looking up at the cloudy grey skies I could roughly estimate that I had four or so hours before it started raining. If I could move fast enough tonight’s dinner would be deer. I moved through the twisting limbs of wood and leaves with the same grace as my smaller kin. Following the musky scent of a stag, I made good time in its direction, I was a bit startled to find that my prey wasn’t where its scent led. The patch of ground where the stag should have been was bloody.

I could only guess that something had gotten there before I did. Shaking my head, I made my way back to the den. There was no time to hunt anything else before the rain started falling, normally I would be completely fine with the rain but from the look of the clouds hovering over the forest this storm would be rather bad.

The rain began to pour as I entered my den, the thunder was loud enough to shake the ground under my paws as I walked down the hallway to the library.  I couldn’t help but wonder if I was going about this all wrong. I had no followers because very few people knew who I was. I needed to do something big. Something that would get the attention of a nation.

Sitting down next to the fire I opened my index, I needed to do some research on myself. I had several books on Japanese myth, including five specifically on kitsune. I needed to find any mention of magical balls. “Let’s see, kitsune fertility, foxfire, ah here we go kitsune pearls.”

My eyes widened as I read, how the hell did I forget this. Closing the index, I quickly made my way through the den and out the door. It was still raining, and the thunder was still shaking the forest but I didn’t care, I needed to get to the town and find Derpy and Dinky as fast as I could. I knew that some of the legends surrounding the pearl weren’t true seeing as I wasn’t dead from being separated from it for so long.

The biggest problem I had was that I didn’t know what legends were true. So now I had to figure out how to convince the two ponies to give the pearl to me. There were a lot of things I could offer but I don’t know if she would appreciate most of them. I quickly began throwing up my illusion’s as I began to leave the forest.

I stopped when the rest of the village came into sight, or what was left of it. The ponies seemed to be alright, but the buildings looked like Godzilla had attacked. When I reached the center of town, I figured out why. In the center of town square was a hydra, it was dead thankfully. The beast had a whole the size of me blown straight through it. Along its body were slash marks and puncture wounds.

I would have to investigate later, but right now I needed to get to my pearl. It took a few minutes but I eventually found them. They were sifting through the remains of there home. To be honest I didn’t really want to bring up the subject while they were homeless, but this was a sooner the better situation. “Hello Dinky.”

The duo gasped and spun around to look at me, they were soaked due to the rain. I could see that both had bags under there eyes. Looking at the wooden beam they were trying to move I noticed that it was covering a chest. Wrapping a tail around the beam I moved it to the side.

“Mr.Jynx what are you doing here?”

“Well I was coming over to ask if I could see that stone you were telling me about but, it seems like your going to need some help. So why don’t I make you a deal.” As me and Dinky were talking her mother had opened the chest and pulled out two raincoats quickly covering herself and her daughter. Looking up at my face she had a look of confusion on her face as she addressed me.

“What kind of deal?” her face had changed from confusion to one of weary determination. She knew that she couldn’t really say no.

“Well, I couldn’t help but notice your home isn’t exactly livable at the moment and I have a place you could stay, I just need my pearl back. You see its rather important to me, but to others its practically useless.”

“We accept.”  To my surprise it wasn’t Derpy that answered, it was Dinky. She had an odd look for a child, like a person who had been left with nothing but their grim thoughts. Thinking about it I guess that was what had happened to her. Dinky reminded me of myself when I was younger, Blunt, and overly mature for her current age.

“Meet me by the forest edge, there are a few things I have to grab before you can live in my home.” With that said I left before giving them time to ask any more questions. I stole several things throughout the town mainly beds, mattresses, and other sleeping related items. Sometimes I couldn’t help but think how lucky I was to have a bag of holding.

I couldn’t help but notice that the hydra was gone, I saw the reason why and she saw me. I danced out of the way of the solar spear that Celestia flung at me with ease. Her horn lit up and a large ring of magic burst from her. I wasn’t overly surprised when my illusions shattered upon contact with said ring. I hadn’t designed them to be able to survive a magical attack.

What did surprise me was the fact that she had seen me in the first place. I could only guess that she could see through illusions like I could. She fired another spear which I blocked with a shield. I responded this time, gathering my wits I launched a barrage of magical bolts in her direction. I followed up that attack with a blast of foxfire. When the smoke cleared, she was hidden by a dome of golden magic.

We weren’t actually fighting yet, we were simply testing each other. We both knew that it would be a bad idea to go full out in the middle of town. This of course did not stop either of us from cheating as was proven when she called for guards and I finished summoning my army of three-inch-tall elemental foxes. I was expecting the guards and bolted, judging from the screams of horror they weren’t expecting the hoard of elemental cuteness.

I managed to cross a quarter of the town before they caught up. There presence was heralded by the sound of crossbows and magical bolts. I wonder if this was what foxes felt when being chased by hunters on horseback. It was to bad for them that this fox had teeth. With a wave of my tails I blindly launched a wave of concussive force in a sweeping motion behind me. I heard the cracks and crunches of my chasers colliding with what was essentially a wall made of solid air.

Of course, that’s when my luck ran out, the blast of purple energy lifted me of my paws. I collided with a wall, I managed to move out of the way of the second blast. Bringing up a shield to block the third I finally got my vision to focus on the bright purple alicorn. The fourth blast left her horn and watched as it splashed over my conjured shield.

Time to return the favor, dropping the shield I sidestepped the next beam and launched a ball of fire at her, she dodged it just In time to catch a series of low powered missiles to the chest and faced. She dropped like a rock. I spun to keep running but tripped as I felt something slice through my flank.

Spinning I took one look at the light spear that had grazed me, blood still sizzling on the blade. I barely blocked the fireball that followed. I could feel part of my leg beginning to singe from the heat of the spell. I was not an idiot, I knew that magically I had no chance in wining this fight. I would need a distraction but what.

I traded spells with Celestia for the next few minutes, but my mind was not in the fight and it was showing. My body was covered in small slash marks and my fur was singed in multiple places. But that was okay because I had just thought up a plan. Having the ability to use my tails as foci gave me one distinct advantage, I could cast more then on spell at a time.

Celestia’s eyes widened when the barrage of elemental spells left seven of my tails, the last two still channeling the only spell I was confident would work. When the alicorn finally weathered the barrage and dropped her shield I wasn’t there. I had started running the halfway through the barrage. Standing in my place was a magical construct, a clone.

It would only last for a few minutes, but that was all I needed. By the time the clone was destroyed I had reached the edge of the forest grabbed the two waiting ponies in my tails and bolted in a zig zag pattern all the way to the den. I only slowed down once I had reached the door of my home. Slowly taking the ponies off of my back. And walked up to the door opening it.

“Welcome to foxhaven.”
> Where's Sandal when you need him.
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I watched the faces of derpy and dinky as they walked around my home, the look of wonder as they found the carvings I made filled me with a sense of pride and joy I had not felt in a rather long time. The two seemed tired however so I quickly began setting up their room.

I had thankfully begun stocking my pantry a few days before I offered derpy and her daughter my home. It turns out that magic makes preserving food and purifying water much easier. I quickly threw together a salad with some fruits and vegetables I had harvested from the forest.

Walking back to the dining hall I held out the bowl to my new house mates. “Here, I don’t have much at the moment but I hope everfree salad will keep you till I can get a garden going.

Dinky quickly took the bowl from my tail’s grip and began eating, her mother taking a few pieces of fruit here and there. I was startled when both of derpy’s eyes focused on me with an intensity I had not thought possible from the bubbly mare.

“Why? For what reason did you decide to help us? I know you saved my daughter when she got lost and I thank you for that. But what reason do you have to help us now? What do you get out of this?"

Taken aback by the sudden questioning it took me a few seconds before I could properly answer her questions.

 “If you must know, I do get some things out of inviting you into my home, besides getting my orb back from your daughter of course. One such thing I get from this arrangement is some proper company. The second thing I get is someone who can actually cook. That is the full price of your residence, you have to cook and talk.”

Turning to dinky I reach out a paw in a position that suggests I’m waiting for her to hand me something. It takes her a few seconds of staring at my paw before she gets a look of understanding. “Here you go mr. Jynx.”

I wait as she quickly pulls my pearl from one of her bags and puts it in my waiting paw. When the pearl finally rests in my paw I can’t help but gasp as understanding finally comes to me.

The pearl is more than just a portion of my power or a piece of my soul, it is a symbol. A representation of my divine power on this mortal coil. A feeling of completion and comfort fills me as the pearl glows and sinks into my paw leaving a blue mark on the middle of my paw pad. “Thank you little one, you have done me a great favor.”

After recovering from the return of my pearl I quickly went up to the second floor and began laying down bedding for the mother and daughter. I would need to either carve or steal some more furniture for later use. For now the ponies had bedding and food and that would have to do.

I directed them to their room and moved their belongings into it before informing them that I had things I needed to do. I needed to find some gemstones. While a daunting task on earth, finding gemstones on equis was as simple as finding a cave. The natural magics of this world caused gems to be as common as quartz.

Grabbing my bag from the table I made my way out the door. The clearing around my home had expanded a good 15 meters or so. Maybe I should make a wall and a little zen garden. Shaking my head and resigning to think on it later I began to make my way through the forest at speeds impossible for a normal traveler of these woods.

It did not take me long to reach my destination, the mouth of the cave gaped before me like the maw of some great beast. A small stream ran down one side into the cave and the smell of moss and dust filled my nose.

With a sigh I began my descent into the dark. I needed only to walk for about seven minutes or so before I came across the first cluster of gems, with some careful strikes with a tail blade I removed the entire geode from the wall.

A few meters further and I was gathering another geode, this pattern continued for another ten geodes before I realized something was wrong. Looking up from my work I noticed how the air seemed colder and heavy with the sweetly sour scent of rotting meat.

I spun around at the sound of something lunging from the darkness, my vision blurring as the large paw slammed me into the side of the cave with enough force that I felt one of my ribs crack.

Quickly gritting my teeth and folding my ears back I snarled as I raised a shield over myself to block a second blow. Steadying myself I used the shield to get a good look at my opponent, the massive rotting form of a manticore stared back at me. Its flesh peeling and rotted, I could see parts of its jaw and ribs as it struck my shield for a third time with unnatural strength.

Lunging to the right as it brought its paws down for a fourth time, I let the shield shatter as I blasted a ball of foxfire into the manticore’s side. The beast didn’t make a sound as a portion of its stomach burned away under the power of my flames. Its stinger shot forward with speed that I barely managed to perceive it as it flew towards my head.

I howled as the poisoned tip sliced down my side having barely managed to move enough for it to have missed it directly impaling me, the pain from the venom was agonizing it felt like a thousand crawling hornets were making a next in my veins, I whipped a tail covered in sparks forward like a whip. The manticore was thrown back as the resulting thunderclap disintegrated its face and portions of its skull.

Stumbling and vision blurring quickly formed a javelin of pure magic and propelled it towards the undead cat with a resounding roar. The spear pierced into its chest and exploded with enough force to separate it’s right forelimb and head from its body.

Slowly I pushed myself to my paws, I could feel the venom working its way through my body enhanced with the dark magics of its owners creation, vision blurring i stumbled my way towards the light, it only dawned on me as my legs gave out and my vision faded to black that the entrance to the cave was the other direction

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I awoke with a start before writhing in agony as I hurt everywhere, my tongue felt swollen, my legs felt swollen, my eyes felt swollen, hell even my balls felt swollen. Speaking of my eyes, I couldn’t see all that well. I could guess that the light was a brazier or a torch given the way it flickered and I knew I was still underground as I could feel my tails floating in the small stream that was in the cave.

Opting to wait for my vision to clear, I stayed where I was laying for nearly thirty minutes before I could make out that I was in an underground cavern of some kind. Slowly raising to my paws I took in my surroundings ready to cast a shield at a moment’s notice.

The cavern was about fifty meters high and good Sixty in diameter. The walls were almost perfectly smooth and the floor was covered in strange markings and designs. As I walked towards the large brazier that was casting the flickering light in the center of the room I couldn’t help but feel a sense of foreboding.

The brazier was surrounded by a ring of jade carved with runes that reminded me somewhat of arabic. Looking more closely I realized that the ring of jade was the marker for some kind of platform, an elevator maybe?

I could feel my fur rise from the feeling of wrongness that emanated from below, whatever was down there I would need to prepare first. It took me a while to find the passageway I had fallen from, the manticore’s corpse was still laying where I had left it.

I had no desire to see if it was able to come back so I quickly set it alight with my foxfire. As my aqua blue fire consumed its corpse, inky black smoke rose from it with a wail that slowly faded to nothing. I couldn’t help but sigh in relief as the heavy feeling in the air lightened significantly with the corpse’s cremation.

When I finally made my way back to the cave entrance and back into the forest it looked like hours had passed, the sun was mid sky when I had entered, now it was dusk and the light from the setting sun was fading quickly.

Taking a moment to inspect myself I noticed there was a slight scar under my fur on my side and severe bruising on my chest, but no sign of the cracked ribs or bleeding poisoned gash that had nearly caused my end.

It was good to know that there were limits to my regeneration, I could heal major wounds at a wondrous speed but poison could slow it down and cause them to scar. Thankfully my fur was thick enough to hide most scars I might receive. The lady’s might like them but that doesn’t mean I do.

Slowly I began to make my way back to my den, dinky and her mother were most likely wondering where I had been. As it was my body was still sensitive from the poison so I was being careful with what I stepped on. I made some mental notes to collect some manticore venom for later purposes.

I actually ended up running into a bit of a surprise as I made my trek, walking along one of the odd paths the forest provided was a squad of pony guards in dark blue armor whose features were bat-like with slitted eyes, fangs, and tufted ears.

Quietly dropping to a crouch I quickly wove a series of illusions around my person, one to mimic my fur to my surroundings. A second to hide the glow of my eyes in the darkness, and the third to mask any sound that my already quiet paws might make.

I noted that their gear seemed more geared towards exploration and stealth than actual combat. Either way I wasn’t going to let my curiosity get me anymore hurt than I already was. I knew today was not a day to test my limits.

Speeding up my slow padding to a much faster bounding run, I quickly shot towards my home. I arrived at my door around midnight. The magic around my home was a welcome sensation from the ever wild and untamed magics of the everfree with its unpredictable nature.

Slowly entering and going to the second floor I checked in on my house guest. The mother and her daughter were curled up on the mattress I had stolen from the town of ponyville, both were sound asleep wrapped in a bundle of blankets. Silently cooing at the sheer level of cuteness in front of me I backed out of the room and shut the door.

I quickly hopped from the second floor to the first, foregoing the need for stairs. Entering the library I looked at the object that floated in the blue flames of the central brazier. My pearl, the blue orb, was important to me now that I had it, I hadn’t realized how incomplete my magic had felt until I had it in my posession.

The orb wasn’t a container of my power, it didn’t just hold a portion of my soul. No the orb was more, it was a recording of all my magic, memories, and emotions. An Oracle to my life, the orb was me.

It was also a focus, a channel of extreme precision. If my tails allowed me to use my magic like a spear, sharp and precise than my pearl allowed me to wield a scalpel. It was this surgical precision that I would need to accomplish the delicate enchantments to create a sun gem.

First I needed the correct gemstones. From what I understand, enchantment worked mainly by imbuing a symbolic material with a series of spells and runes that acted as directions. In this case I would need a decent sized ruby to symbolize the light and heat of the sun.

The second part of the process was the hardest, I needed to imbue spells into the gemstone and lock them into place with runes, now runes in this context thankfully translated into any language old enough to have had a significant presence in the shaping and magic of a world. It was lucky that I had grabbed a book on the language of dragons from the dick princess of the tree library. Though I was slightly disappointed that it didn’t look anything like the thu’um.

The third step of the enchanting process was honestly the easiest, if the most time consuming. One needed to imbue the gem with enough ambient magic that it locked the spells to the runes in such a way that it started to have it’s own pull on the magic of the world, thus allowing it to both Express the imbued magic and draw enough from its surroundings to recharge itself.

Leaning back from my makeshift desk I stared at the brightly glowing ruby held by my tail, the runes glowing a ominous fiery blue. The grin that split my face put the joker to shame.
> A apology and a question
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Right so it's been a while. I apologize about the delay and wait, I've been having some serious life issues. Between two car crashes, sickness, covid, a minor surgery, and taking care of four children I haven't even had the time to glance at this story. I've unfortunately lost where I was taking it and can't really get it back so I plan on rewriting this story from the beginning. I'm gonna keep the plot and general idea but that's about it. My question, is would you like me to keep this story up and make a new one that's labeled as the rewrite or delete it so there's only one. I could also just delete the current chapters and rewrite them mind you but I can only imagine that that would be slightly annoying and confusing to old readers.
> Rewrite
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Right, thank you to those who stuck it out this long. I hope the rewrite lives up to and exceeds your expsctaions. 
Here is your guys link to the rewrite now known as A Kitsune's Haven't: A Tale Of Tails.
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/535020/a-kitsunes-haven-a-tale-of-tails