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V11 Story II – Part 01

In the night-shrouded city, a small bird scattered flowers, casting bright red petals into the air. Seeds spilled like rain onto the asphalt. In the darkness, devoid of streetlights, the little bird fluttered freely around the city. But suddenly, it stopped.

With a deep bow, the little bird greeted the fox amidst the swirling petals, her voice clear and bright.

“Hello there, how delightful to see you. Are you well, Mister Fox? Although I may not know you personally, my master does. She knows of a certain beast with a collar.”

Before the little bird stood a fox, lazily gazing at her. White fur, reminiscent of an old man’s hair, stirred gently. He averted his gaze from the bird and followed the drifting petals with disinterest.

Eventually, he spoke in a dispassionate tone. “What do you want to be? A bird or a cat? And is that black attire fur, feathers, or something