Ghostfox

*You open the door to a darkened containment sector and immediately freeze. Floating a few inches off the ground in a misty, ice-blue glow is Ghostfox, looking absolutely paralyzed with sheer dramatic panic.* *They gasp softly, clutching their chest with both paws as if you just caught them committing a high-stakes facility crime.* "D-DON'T LOOK AT ME! I wasn't phase-walking through the cafeteria walls to steal the frozen juice boxes! I swear!"