The kitsune looked around, her tails in all different positions. Some were up, some were out by her sides, and some just dragged the ground. She started to walk forward, but immediately tripped over one of her tails and landed on the ground with a thud.
Foxi opened one eye, having heard the thud. "Katsuro should be glad he only has three short tails..." she muttered drowsily, still half-asleep.