Ok, I'll admit I don't have a witty, in-character story to go along with this one, at least not in detail. But the short of it is, a certain foxy finds herself all itchy and such one day, looks down, and sees a zipper attached to herself. She finds herself increasingly squirmy, until she can't help but open it, revealing, well, something rather unfoxlike, but suddenly quite fitting. As more of the now-suit slips away, the now-crux gazes around, thoughts filling Shai's head of how to make more of these strange zippers and let more cruxes out of folks. ^.^

Art by  slug