One dark and stormy night a young mobian woman draped in a brown cloak, enters a room that she had reserved for her purposes that night. She goes to a desk in a dark corner takes a seat and begins to write.
There were once two sisters, they were as close as can be. But not many know the tale of how this sisterly bond came to be so strong, and those who do never tell another soul. But I know this tale well. Now just who were these sisters... They aren't famous in any sense of the word, but if you knew them you were blessed for you had made friends for life, ones who would stick with you through thick and thin...no matter what the cost to themselves may have been... This is the tale of the fox sisters Dakota and Claire. Now their tale begins in a busy town which was once known as Mobotropolis.