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Pirate:the dream was like a folktale or fairytale, shown on simple painted pictures. It was the story of the Fox and the Girl.

The young fox was a creature living under a tree overlooking the sea. The fox met a lot of travelers on their way across the sea. He heard stories and gave a bit of company to travelers. Listening and learning, sometimes getting little gifts for the friendly ear.
His favorite was a pirate hat given to him by an old sailor with exciting stories.
As the fox grew older he grew to like the strangers, helping them along the way. They would stay for a little while but after then leave, never returning.
The fox had lived his life beneath the shade of the tree, so much so that his feet turned to stone. A waypoint for travelers to rest before moving on.

One day a young woman approached the fox, not with a story but a question. The had lost something dear to her. A friend, the two had argued and they were both upset. The fox was taken aback, it was the first time someone asked for help.
After a long while the fox told the girl to rest beneath the tree. Patience to calm the anger and compassion to see how the friend and the girl herself felt.
Resting beneath the tree as the girl and the fox talked. After a while the girl left the shade of the tree to apologize and make up with her friend.
After she left the fox felt happy, it was the first time he had helped someone.

The next day the fox was surprised, the girl had returned. She came to meet the fox again for another question. This time she had shared her worries, the fox listened patiently. The girl was teased and made fun of by the other young people at her village.
After a long while the fox pondered and shook off the stone sweeping up the girl in a little dance. Courage, kindness and spirit the fox told the girl. The courage to believe in herself. The kindness to treat others better than she was being treated. And the spirit to shake off the words of harm.
The fox and the girl played and danced until they both laughed away the sad mood. Giving the fox a hug the girl left with a smile and the girl was happy.

Tapioca: I'm glad glad
Tapioca: that I have you to remind me what's important
Pirate Fox: *flops down as a big fox and curls up around you* it's never a bad thing to see or hear from you para. Not matter what your mood.
Pirate Fox: No matter*
Pirate Fox: The next day the fox was surprised, the girl had returned. She came to meet the fox again for another question. This time she had shared her worries, the fox listened patiently. The girl was teased and made fun of by the other young people at her village.
Pirate Fox: After a long while the fox pondered and shook off the stone sweeping up the girl in a little dance. Courage, kindness and spirit the fox told the girl. The courage to believe in herself.
Pirate Fox: The kindness to treat others better than she was being treated. And the spirit to shake off the words of harm.
Pirate Fox: The fox and the girl played and danced until they both laughed away the sad mood. Giving the fox a hug the girl left with a smile and the girl was happy.
Pirate Fox: ( did you get all that? )
Tapioca: yesh.
Pirate Fox: (good)
Pirate Fox: days turned into weeks as time passed, the girl and fox becoming close friends.
Pirate Fox: sharing happy days and sad ones. Busy days and lazy ones.
Pirate Fox: Until one day the girl came to the fox with a problem of the heart.
Pirate Fox: a young man wished for her hand but the girl could not return his feelings.
Pirate Fox: She asked the fox if there was anyway to spare the boy pain while turning him down.
Pirate Fox: The fox gave a sad sigh and shook his head. Honesty to tell him up front her own feelings would be important.
Pirate Fox: But also with that honesty would have to come the strength to see another person's heart break.
Pirate Fox: This is one of those times where pain couldn't be avoided but it was merciful to tell the truth, even if it hurt to watch.
Pirate Fox: The girl was a bit crestfallen at the news. But had come to trust the fox. And left for the village, keeping to her honest feelings.
Pirate Fox: after a few days the girl came back, not wanting to go back to the village after all the commotion. The Fox let the girl stay beneath the tree for a few nights. Giving it's tail as a blanket to keep her warm
Pirate Fox: On the third day the fox asked why she wouldn't go back. The young woman huffed and told the fox that she didn't want to.
Pirate Fox: With a pat on the head the fox laughed.
Pirate Fox: Problems come with life. The fox told the girl. Help is always there if you ask for it. But running away does not make life stop.
Pirate Fox: The fox carried the girl home upon it's back and she found that the troubles she feared were not as big than she had imagined
Pirate Fox: Problems both big and small won't stop us from life as long as we have the will to try the fox hummed to the girl and bounded off back to the tree.
Pirate Fox: Time moved on as the young woman and the fox grew.
Pirate Fox: as she grew older the young woman came to the fox with less problems. Growing wiser with time.
Pirate Fox: The young woman would come to the fox for friendship and advice when she had difficulty.
Pirate Fox: The fox was there in good times and in bad.
Pirate Fox: Even when she expirenced heart break the fox would don a mask a disguise himself as human, cheering her up when he could.
Pirate Fox: But as time moved on so did their lives. The young woman saw the fox less and less. Under that old familiar tree, the fox waited. The stone crawling higher as their meetings became sparse
Pirate Fox: One day the young woman came back to the tree as sat down next to the fox, not saying a word for a long time.
Pirate Fox: She told the fox she was leaving the village, and that she wouldn't be able to see the fox for who knows how long. A pang of lonliness in her voice.
Pirate Fox: The fox looked up at the girl, shaking the stone off it's legs and sides before giving the girl an embrace.
Pirate Fox: You're never far from the ones you love, even when you cannot see them the fox spoke.
Pirate Fox: You are one I cherish, and I am happy to see you live your life. But I will always be there for you.
Pirate Fox: after a moment the fox tilted it's head back and sang a simple tune to the night sky. The song filled with love for the young woman. As the star above was moved and dropped starlight from the dark sky.
Pirate Fox: where ever you are this light will remind you that you're not alone. And that you are loved, the fox told the girl with a smile. Catching the stardrop and placing it in the young woman's hands.
Pirate Fox: With a long farewell and a bit of starlight in her hand the young girl set out on her own life.
Pirate Fox: The fox settled down against it's tree, drifting off into slumber as it waited for weary travelers.
Pirate Fox: months passed and one night the fox was awoken by something bright
Pirate Fox: a flower drifting down the riverbed, guided by a drop of starlight.
Pirate Fox: The fox couldn't help but smile. For it was a reminder from the young woman that the fox was not alone and it was loved.
Pirate Fox: Once every year after on the eve of the summer the fox would sing it's song to the sky and a drop of starlight would drift down to the girl.
Pirate Fox: And once every year on the eve of the fall a flower would make it's way from the streams and seas to the fox, a drop of starlight in the middle to guide it's way.
Pirate Fox: Time passed and the young girl had grown into a woman, she came back to that old tree. Seeing the fox one more time.
Pirate Fox: The fox was covered in stone as the travelers had long since stopped coming. The bed of flowers with starlight around it as it's most precious treasure.
Pirate Fox: The fox could not easily shake off the stone and greet the girl, it had been far too long, but it managed to open it's eyes and whisper a simple tune. Watching a bit of starlight drop to the girll
Pirate Fox: The woman gave the big fox, covered in stone a hug and left a flower at it's side before going down the hill to her family. And the fox slept peacefully
Pirate Fox: Until one day there was a jabbing poke in the fox's side. Rousing the fox from it's slumber. But still encased it's stone the fox could not see what was causing the discomfort.
Pirate Fox: After a long while and a great effort the fox pulled itself up and shook off the irritation. And the stone along with it.
Pirate Fox: Looking down the fox saw a very young boy. His mouth agape and a stick in his hand.
Pirate Fox: Who are you? The boy asked.
Pirate Fox: Musing the fox picked up it's old hat and replied, a pirate perhaps
Pirate Fox: What are you? The curious boy asked looking at the fox with curious eyes. Eyes that the fox knew well.
Pirate Fox: while a big smile the fox sat down and told the boy. "Family"
Pirate Fox: the end
Tapioca: : _______________;