Camp of the Lost

The refuge of those fleeing from the Worldfall, this place is where the humans turning into Mythos live their final days of humanity and eventually disappear from this world.

Can't Replace Home
The group travels for a great period of time, over the course of several days, before finally Mordecai begins to see the field where he saw Tamara.

During the day, over 20 Kitsune of various colors can be seen suning themselves in the afternoon light. Tamara in particular suns closer to the edge on a large boulder sticking from the ground. He can tell she and the others are observing him, as though vultures waiting for an opportunity. She however is the only one constantly looking at him and not trying to hide it.

Ashilda watches them for a moment before cautiously beginning to guide Mordecai and Mariel through the field, weaving around the Kitsune wearily.

Mordecai is extremely unsettled by the sight of all the kitsunes, even more so by Tamara. He does his best to ignore them, following behind Ashilda.

"You are doing well. Don't speak to them, acknowledging them will set them off. I won't rescue you from that nightmare."

He made sure not to look at them, sighing. "I can't believe theres so many of them..."

"The Worldfall took place all over the world, reports of transfiguration happened across the globe."

"Jesus...does anyone actually know what caused it? Me and Mariel met with someone from an agency and they told us they had no idea what was going on."

"No one knows. I don't think any scientific answer can describe what has happened to us."

Ashilda looks at one of her deformed hands. "...How could any of this be natural?"

Mordecai shrugs, looking a little upset.

Mariel looks back. "That one Kitsune that was constantly eyeing you isn't on her rock anymore..."

He can hear grass rustling.

Mordecai seemed confused, looking around as he heard the grass, a little on edge.

Without warning Tamara emerges from the grass in front of him, an eager smile on her face, and stands up, leaning against him with her large breasts rubbing against his chest. She coos playfully as she wraps her arms around him, looking up at his face with desire burning in her eyes.

"You ran away... now you're back! I want you to play... ...but you smell familiar... so I wanna play like good girl!" She rubs her head and cheeks against him, now vigorously against his body. Her tails are coiled around him possessively.

Mariel in the meantime begins to feel intense heat flowing through her body as the Kitsune 'plays' with Mordecai, doing little more than she already has been, seemingly being 'a good girl'. Mariel feels the thoughts about Mordecai she had been developing fester and hiss in her mind, growing louder and louder as the Kitsune continues. Finally Mariel 's mind is being consumed by the now vicious desires raging like a storm, the frantic desire and jealousy rages into liquid fire, assaulting her reason until finally...

"GET OFF HIM YOU SKANK, HE'S MINE!!!" She screams, clawing Tamara across the cheek, drawing blood and earning a malevolent snarl from Tamara who releases Mordecai but instead begins to charge at Mariel.

"MINE!" Tamara roars.