<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/06/9a/95/069a95d4c5dec8e6a623cbbd48416110.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong>Miyuki<br/><strong>When~</strong>September 17th, late morning<br/><strong>Tagging~</strong>Open cuz new<br/><strong>Side Note~</strong>just getting her feet wet (also updated o/c picture)<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>She’d heard talk of this place, filled with Fae, with others who did not fit into the narrow confines of “Human” society. This Cafe’ was meant to be a safe haven for those who were MORE than their seeming would allow. It was meant to be a sanctuary.<br/><br/>Tired of the daily grind, tired of keeping her tails hidden, tired (for that matter) of living~ Miyuki figured she would at least give this place a chance to soothe jangled nerves. Obviously, if it did not work? Her original plan could go into effect- a return to her homeland to make use of what mortals had turned her Forest into…<br/><br/>But enough about that.<br/><br/>She’d heard the call, bounced as it was from segment to segment of the land’s hidden Fae population and had found the Cafe and surrounding environs, almost by magic. The building itself was far from imposing and had she not known what to look for? She would have never noticed it.<br/><br/>As she passed an empty storefront, the kitsune took a moment to assess her appearance. Long dark hair contained by one exceedingly long braid, check. Blindingly white tee and comfortable jeans? Yup. Small feet covered by clunky engineer boots? Uh-huh. Her eyes gleamed brightest gold but mortals assumed they were no more than contact lenses. She didn’t mind. Less to worry about when she resumed her preferred human guise.<br/><br/>So- into the Fae Fray. With a slight shake to settle her nerves, the kitsune’ slipped through the entrance and allowed her natural form to come forth. Four fluffy tails in hues from blinding white to darkest night, russet fox ears which shaded to midnight as they connected with her hair which fell into an untidy mass of mess that reached to a spot just above her butt.<br/><br/>“Much better,” she murmured to herself and then silence as she took in the calming interior. Warm colors, gleam of oak and mahogany, of gold and brass.<br/><br/>“Pretty.”<br/><br/>Now if only she could get a decent cup of tea!<br/>