[The city is still so strange and new to him he doesn't know just what to think about this world. Kouga glances around. In the fall he'd gotten separated from his cloth box. It rests not that far away from them partly covered in ice with an inky black darkness enveloping the box. It looks like a crate in some ways, with no seams and a pegagus on the front, and a pull chain in its mouth. Yet like some distant ray of hope, the pull chain still remains free.]
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[The city is still so strange and new to him he doesn't know just what to think about this world. Kouga glances around. In the fall he'd gotten separated from his cloth box. It rests not that far away from them partly covered in ice with an inky black darkness enveloping the box. It looks like a crate in some ways, with no seams and a pegagus on the front, and a pull chain in its mouth. Yet like some distant ray of hope, the pull chain still remains free.]