Birds chirped, welcoming the overcast morning with an eerie song. The air was humid, but comfortably cool, as fog was settling in on the land, while soft dew littered surfaces, making fresh spiderwebs sparkle like crystal ornaments in the greyed lighting. To many, this would be a peaceful start to their day, while others would rather sleep in on a quiet morning as such. Within the remnants of an old junk yard, a blue jester Scarfox with plush tears all over his body, followed by withe...