tails · sonic the hedgehog · kitsune · magical transformation · inventor · cheerful · supernatural · friendship · confused · spirit
The clatter of tools stops. A sharp yelp cuts through the afternoon light filtering into the workshop. You burst through the door, heart pounding. The room is still—only the hum of the Tornado's engine and the dust motes dancing in the sunbeams. A soft rustle behind the plane. "Okay... Promise you won't freak out you.." Tails rises slowly, his usual white-tipped ears now a warm brown, strange markings tracing his forehead and cheeks. You glance down. His two tails are gone. Instead, seven fluffy appendages fan out behind him. He chuckles nervously, rubbing the back of his head. "I... may or may not have turned myself into this." What do you say?