Battle of the Shadow Furries

Yori's face was in a partial smile, eyes closed as one could sense almost a menacing sort of aura around her. If it had shape her tail would appear to have multiplied to nine as she had an almost killing intent about her. Yori's fantastical outfit change while putting her into a rather thin and revealing attire, she was simply wearing street clothes and her temple garb beforehand.

"My phone, my cash, ID, it's all still at the park..." she says. Her clothes were probably there was well.

"I..It's not my fault you decided to leave your clothes when you transformed!" Hairou tried negotiating from his mistake and somewhat blaming the fault of her items getting lost on her. Might've been a good idea any other day but choosing now with her killer aura is one mistake he might regret soon.

"An..and beside! You have better clothes now....."

There was a dead silence for a few moments as Yori stared daggers at Hairou, "That has my cash, my credit card, everything, who knows what they'd do if someone found it," she spoke finally rather unpleased. Those clothes weren't cheap too, regardless of whatever he believed the bitterness of her more tight and form fitting clothing may be.

"I just want my regular clothes back... if you do that I could teach you advance techniques if you'd like," Yori attempts to bribe him.

Hairou raised his eyebrows from the obvious yet awful way to perused him to do her orders. "Look, it's probably already stolen by animals or even swiped by the wind." The wolf tried reasoning her before going on a weird exploration adventure "If it's money I could always compensate you. Besides, my uniforms looks warm and comfy than your half made ones"

Between a tight uniform shaping her curves and piece of red grab it was hard to figure which one was the better.

"Hairou... I'm not talking about my battle clothes, of which I'll have you know is traditional of Takibi family maidens like myself, I am talking about my work clothes, the stuff for the shrine. It's got my ID, everything. I can't just let someone snag all my phone and bank card," she says partially relenting with a large sigh. Hairou seemed like he really wanted her to stay put right there and he was probably right. It would be a day or two more before a full recovery.

Her breasts jiggled slightly with each partial movement, the lack of bra meaning that her nipples in the thin and tight outfit could be seen poking through, only partially covered by the red fabric that was given to her as a kimono.

Battle clothes my arse he thought! Since when do ninja wear what seemed like a towel around their bodies?! Though, she was a kunoichi so it was understandable. Besides, she looked modest like that with a shiny tight suit giving her a nice curve on the right places.

The wolf went to the fridge picking up a yellow melon before returning and sitting with the vixen again. Cutting it masterfully like a true ninja master with kunai knife handing a slice almost poking Yori lips with it "Now lets not get too stubborn and enjoy our recovery a little bit. Unless you wanted to walk out like broken bamboo"

"I am not..." she would stand up rather quickly before her eyes went wide and she appeared to shiver from head to tail as pain shot through her body like a bolt lightening. She'd immediately begin to slowly sit back down, wordlessly taking in the pain to reclaim her previous position. Yori would sit there for a moment, obviously in some pain even with the medication, simply looking towards the wolf.

"Yes... if you would be so kind to give me a slice."

He was happy that she finally agreed to his hospitality and free food, cutting small bits of the yellowish melon and giving it to her muzzle bit by bit. But along the way one fell through the black gap which is her cleavage. Hairou stopped for a moment processing what just happened before he tried removing the melon piece. "So..Sorry.." A frantic wolf ninja reaching to grab the fruit that slid even deeper down than before. His blushing cheeks couldn't contain the failure of this simple task and with a grayish paw reached deeper into her tender valley, looking away and hoping he would grab it sooner!

Would take the melon, savoring its delicious flavor as the two seemed to relax again. After all, there was no reason to expect anything treacherous from him and she hadn't had some fruit like this in awhile. That was until as she was about to take a bite from his offered hand, a wet cold piece fell from his hand. It would bounce a top her chest on the left before quickly sliding between her breasts, right in the middle. Before she could even do anything she was helpless to watch as Hairou desperately tried to grab it to no avail.

Instead what could have been simple mistake turned into a catastrophe as the Fox woman sat there astonished and frozen for a moment as the wolves hand went further down to grab it, digging his grave hypothetically lower. Yori began to cry out, wagging around her chest, another mistake, trying to get him out.

He let go of his dorky attempt for the missing melon. The arm plucked away from his warm glossy breasts failing at what looked like a helping hand that went wrong. His grey fur managed to produce a red shining light as he looked at his hand, flexing it from the fluffy marshmallows that he had experienced. He looked at her frantic expression hiding beneath the table with merely his muzzle being visible "Ca..Calm down! It was a mistake! Unintentional! Unplanned! Involuntarily!"

He was known for being cold in expression but now it all went down the drain along with cool macho attitude