Mad dash it is! Scampering past the gates and down the street towards the town gates, hoping beyond hope that they are open in this unholy hour! In any case I'll find out soon enough, foxy teats bouncing with perfection, all nine tails doing their best to hide my shame and the various lewd tattoos that bastard Alexander put on me! The bell on my mithril collar jingling with each new step, as I hate that stupid thing as it would ring out when I was getting raped by some perfect stranger.<br/><br/>All the while making all sorts of noises and sights going down the street, as there is nothing sneaky about 9 bright foxfire tails in the middle of the night!