Takara sat on a rock in the park looking over to the pond, her tail swaying. Nix walked up to her and sat in the grass, "Hey Takara, how are you doing after the separation." Takara blew air out of her nose, "I'm fine, it's better this way. Have you found anyone yet?" Nix shook her head, "Nah I'm fine being solo for a while" Takara sighed resting her chin on her arms, "Wish I was like you, at least you'll always have friends even if everyone else disappears." Nix leaned back on her hands, "Not everyone could have forgotten, what happened to trying to make a comeback?"
"I would have a better chance if could pick myself up again." Takara curled her tail around her feet, "I don't even know who I am anymore, I've put on some many faces. I'm not even a kitsune anymore." Nix sighed, "I understand, I've been thrown for a loop with being watched by the gangs that are out to get me." she rubs her throat with her gloved hand. Takara and Nix watched as the sky dulled.