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Tweak says, "Hangman, its not your fault"

Full moons were both exciting and scary for Izzy, she loved the pull the moon had on her, loved the way it made her feel. But she couldn't help but be reminded that she was surrounded by bigger things, things that could easily eat her if they wanted to. Seriously who thought that fox shifters were a good idea? Apparently someone, whoever the higher power was had a twisted sense of humor.

She'd spent the majority of the day napping in the Ice Garden in one of her make shift snow dens that she had dug throughout the tent. Conor hadn't seemed to mind with the first one so she had dug another and another each one deeper than the next. You could never have too many, right? Besides she could snuggle up with the cat as well, she didn't even want to eat him.

Now as dusk approached Izzy slipped between the tents, a streak of white as she padded her way quickly throughout the cirque towards the village. She'd grab a bite to eat before heading off grounds somewhere, probably to the temples. She stayed to the shadows moving as quick as she dared before shifting and slipping into the dress she kept stashed away by her trailer. Her movements, even in human form were fox like, quick and careful as she retrieved her key that she'd hidden in a flower pot

Movement however made her pause, her head raising before turning around quickly.