Tagged: Little Fox, Missy, Goblins<br/><br/><strong>As Little Fox gathers power, lighting up the gloom, the bull stalks for a second, glaring at the moving fabrics, flowing from the body of Missy. It snorts, once, twice, and then its nostrils flare as it takes in the scent of the goblins. It lowers its head and starts to charge, just as the first goblins hands start to reach out to grab Missy's legs, reaching blindly (causing a yelp once from one goblin who's hand gets stepped on in it's blind questing)</strong>