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A long time ago the gods made the world, it''''s filled with magic and unruly beasts. One of these beasts and the last of it''''s kind Ivy a frost fox. She must escape the hands of the greedy flesh bags and hopefully find a way the revert the near extension of her kind. "In the distance, I hear an icy wail... The frost maiden calls, thy nine tails as cold as ice and as white as snow. She shall answer with her hopeless cry."