Dorian

"We were seeking safety in a local village when a band of raiders attacked, it was razed, but we escaped relatively in tact." He looks at the guard with the utmost innocence. "Otherwise, I suppose we've always been wanderers, never belonging in this world." He wipes away a false tear with one of his tails, as if he's always been the most lonely adorable fox in the world, and just speaking of the matter hurts. He leans on Tyra for "emotional support".

Spoiler: OoC
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Manipulative fox.

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