The Fitsune rang with the sound of furious blows. “Hah!” the fennec gave a battle cry as she pummeled a strong jab, jab, cross into the punching bag. Her chest heaved as she fell back for a moment, her chest rising and falling rapidly, sweat dripping down her jaw. Her hair was all disheveled and her long tail was a frazzled poof behind her. Everyone else in the gym was giving her a wide berth. She picked up her water bottle and squirted a mouthful into her mouth before holding it over her head and letting a spray of droplets wash down over her. The water was refreshing but it did nothing to cool her temper. She stepped back up to the bag, “Heeeeyah!” Crack, crack, crack, crack! Last night had really sucked.

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Robin sat at the small table in the restaurant by herself. She was a little uncomfortable in the dress she’d managed to wiggle into. It was a little tight in places and her chest had obviously been smaller when she first got it, but with how snug it was on her she was pretty sure no sneaky moss dog fingers would manage to peel it off of her without her noticing. If he ever showed up... She fished into her cleavage and pulled out her cellphone, tapping the home button to bring up the clock. He was late.

The waiter came by a time or two asking if she wanted to order anything besides her glass of red wine that was slowly getting emptier and emptier. It was hard to look at the glass as half full when it was already drained down the dregs. When the waiter came by the fifth time Robin snapped at him in annoyance and then lowered her ears and ordered a steak dinner for her and her non-present date. The waiter simply quirked a brow at her, wrote the order down and wandered off to see it put in.

Two steaks! TWO! And they were big steaks. And she’d had to eat both of them, cause he never showed up. She went home with red eyes that night and had a hard time finding any sort of restful sleep.

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“Next time I see that damn grinning moss dog’s face I am going to break him in half!” she growled beneath her breath, her hair and tail whipping through the air as she spun on the ball of her foot, her other leg laying into the side of the hanging sandbag with so much force that it buckled and tore. A spray of sand shot into the air and a loud RIP followed as the weight of the sand still inside tore the opening wider and wider. Sand spilled onto the floor in front of her and she heaved a frustrated sigh. She really needed to stop breaking these things, they were kind of expensive.

She stepped away from the ruined thing and snatched up her water bottle again, spraying herself again and then giving her head a shake that made her large ears flap as she started towards the locker room.

“R-Robin!” one of the gym employees called, a tiger in gym shorts and a tank top, looking more than a little intimidated about trying to get the fennec’s attention, “Uh, there’s someone asking for you at the front of the gym.” Robin almost tossed her water bottle at the guy but thought better of it, taking another sip before crossing her arms beneath her bust and walking towards the front of the gym.

The computerized bell chime dinged as Robin pushed the door open and stepped outside looking around. There he was, standing with his shoulders hunched and his hands folded behind his back. The little moss dog that stood her up, wearing a frown and looking at the ground. “SALIX!” the fennec roared, starting to move towards him.

He looked up, eyes wide at the sudden angry voice calling out his name, “Where were you last night!?” they both said at the same time. This stopped Robin in her tracks, “I was at the restaurant!” they said in tandem again, “No you weren’t!” again together, “Wait, which restaurant?” They both frowned and shook their heads, “I was at the buffet place next to that really fancy place with the dress code. I was waiting for you for hours! The waiter thought I was crazy sitting there by myself that long. Swear I went through like seven root beers. Thank god for free refills. Where were you?”

Robin’s anger melted away into incredulity. “I was at the fancy place sitting with a glass of wine waiting for YOU to show up all night! I ordered two steaks. TWO. And I ate them both waiting for you.”

“Wait, we were going to the fancy place? I thought you just wanted to grab a buffet and then catch a movie. Oh god, Robin, I’m so sorry, and here I was all annoyed that you never showed up...” he fidgeted a little and then brought his hands from behind his back. He was holding something that seemed to be wrapped in fabric. “Well uh, I bought you some chocolates as a peace offering,” he says holding it out to her, “And I brought one of your shirts back.”

The moss dog apparently knew the fennec well, even if he’d been frustrated at her he’d figured she might be mad as well and brought something to cool her temper. It worked too, she blinked and took the package, pulling the shirt off the box and draping the garment over her shoulder. She reached into the box and fished out a chocolate, popping it into her mouth, “Mmmmnnn!” she practically purred before she reached out and pulled the moss dog into a back cracking hug.

“R-Robin, you’re breaking me in half!”

Robin © me
Story ©  Squidink
Artwork ©  Toughset