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When Syrinx said she wanted to get away from the chaos, I had assumed she meant getting away from love struck Nick, or perhaps the pressure of her job. However, when we followed the stream back to the edge of the forest where the parking lot expanded out before us, the chaos was much more widespread than I had anticipated.
“Cupid must have taken random shots at everyone when you were chasing him,” Syrinx concluded. I had to agree.
For as far as I could see there were Furries, and some non-Furries, chasing each other, arguing, or passionately kissing. A rooster Furry madly chased a penguin Furry, occasionally cutting the penguin off to fall on one orange knee and make grand gestures that looked suspiciously like he was proposing. A satyr made out with a woman on the hood of a nearby c
