Flipped Fables by Various Authors

Author:Various Authors [Authors, Various]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Kenji stood on the edge of the large forest that bordered town. He had been restless ever since he'd talked to Jake, and he needed to burn off some of that nervous energy before he did something reckless or stupid. Kenji stepped deeper into the woods and stripped off his clothes. He wrapped his boots and pants up in his shirt and buckled the bundle to a tree branch with his belt. He would need those later, unless he wanted to be locked up for public nudity ...

again.

He closed his eyes and willed himself into fox form. It was easy, especially for kitsune. There was no stretching of bones and skin or awkward, helpless moments as his body shifted from one form to another. For Kenji, like most of his kind, there was simply a puff of bluish smoke that tickled his nose and he would be standing there as a fox. It was all part of the magic that made kitsune what they were.

Once the smoke cleared, Kenji bounded through the trees on sleek, silver paws. It was nice to run again, to feel the wind in his fur. Sometimes he wondered why he kept to human form for so long when this one allowed so much more freedom. There was no clothing to get tangled in or human manners to keep track of. And, best of all, he didn't have to hide his ears and tail. Kenji had beautiful ears, soft and perfectly pointed, with the barest hint of black at their tips; while his tail was full, lush and perfectly proportioned to his 117

Flipped Fables

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body. Both were his pride and joy, and Kenji hated hiding them.

Unfortunately, it was a necessary evil when walking among humans. Kenji had learned, all too well, how superstitious people could be. He had been in Salem—what, three years ago?—and had barely escaped with his life. Show one person your tail, and they try and burn you at the stake for being a demon. Kenji sighed; maybe his parents were right about the west.

He hopped onto an old, weather-worn tree stump and sat for a bit, letting the sun warm his soft, silver fur. Leaves crunched behind Kenji, catching his attention. Kenji's furry ears twitched and flicked back. Someone was following him, and trying to be stealthy about it, too. Kenji hopped up on a fallen tree and sniffed the air. The sharp scent of cold iron and gun powder hung in the air, making Kenji sneeze.

"A hunter?" Kenji growled, and his vulpine tail bristled. "My day just gets better and better."

Hunters rarely bothered his kind back home in Japan. The people there knew better than to hunt a kitsune, but in the Americas it was very different. Then again, there were no fox-shifters here. The closest Kenji had found were the coyote people of the southwest. They were a fun lot, curious and full of tricks, but they never came this far north. They knew better, or so they told Kenji.

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