This is the non-canon ending to the race, as the poll favoured her winning, although JLonden suggested all of the above, so here we are.
First Part:
![[DARKish] The Royal Hunt: King to Fox Girl by Transviscera](https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/87684d17-8b34-4054-a6cc-9b9e97dcb44a/dgcrvwk-87576f58-da15-4540-9158-bbc4f63999e2.png/v1/fit/w_150,h_150,q_70,strp/_darkish__the_royal_hunt__king_to_fox_girl_by_transviscera_dgcrvwk-150.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9Mjk0OCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzg3Njg0ZDE3LThiMzQtNDA1NC1hNmNjLTliOWU5N2RjYjQ0YVwvZGdjcnZ3ay04NzU3NmY1OC1kYTE1LTQ1NDAtOTE1OC1iYmM0ZjYzOTk5ZTIucG5nIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTQ4MTMifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.S3uFkYfOpXC7aVcGoGIeEPQTYwFnS-mb8o00NAYmobs)
Part Two:
![The Royal Hunt: The Good Ending [Man to Fox Girl] by Transviscera](https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/87684d17-8b34-4054-a6cc-9b9e97dcb44a/dgcvwt6-e7807641-2b74-4735-b7e9-78204b899eae.png/v1/fit/w_150,h_150,q_70,strp/the_royal_hunt__the_good_ending__man_to_fox_girl__by_transviscera_dgcvwt6-150.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9Mjk0OCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzg3Njg0ZDE3LThiMzQtNDA1NC1hNmNjLTliOWU5N2RjYjQ0YVwvZGdjdnd0Ni1lNzgwNzY0MS0yYjc0LTQ3MzUtYjdlOS03ODIwNGI4OTllYWUucG5nIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTQyMzcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.-14Em5qvbwr9UuAyJknTVklTq7CLrBstr-VO771uizU)
Part Three:
Alternate Dark Ending:
![[DARK] The Royal Hunt: The Bad Ending by Transviscera](https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/87684d17-8b34-4054-a6cc-9b9e97dcb44a/dgct0bk-f26bbba7-ab3f-4e21-88c3-b47ce899f375.png/v1/fit/w_150,h_150,q_70,strp/_dark__the_royal_hunt__the_bad_ending_by_transviscera_dgct0bk-150.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MzI2NCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzg3Njg0ZDE3LThiMzQtNDA1NC1hNmNjLTliOWU5N2RjYjQ0YVwvZGdjdDBiay1mMjZiYmJhNy1hYjNmLTRlMjEtODhjMy1iNDdjZTg5OWYzNzUucG5nIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTIwNDgifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.DJ7vTDbX3nfj57fHTQDDpUQJRqF9FGLkyGJiHnokuPg)
Alternate slightly less dark ending:
![[DARKish] The Royal Hunt: The Medium Ending by Transviscera](https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/87684d17-8b34-4054-a6cc-9b9e97dcb44a/dgcv4tk-a34d36a9-47b8-4092-8516-36077ae4dd2f.png/v1/fit/w_150,h_150,q_70,strp/_darkish__the_royal_hunt__the_medium_ending_by_transviscera_dgcv4tk-150.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9Mjk0OCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzg3Njg0ZDE3LThiMzQtNDA1NC1hNmNjLTliOWU5N2RjYjQ0YVwvZGdjdjR0ay1hMzRkMzZhOS00N2I4LTQwOTItODUxNi0zNjA3N2FlNGRkMmYucG5nIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTQ0MzIifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.ZZ3S3T6yodntrP8REYlCEAcLVDS0vf6JNLKJp6HVY6M)
The televised fox hunt was a huge success. Millions tuned in to watch. There was talk of making the event into an annual tradition even before the king crossed the finish line, on the proviso that he did of course. The hounds snapped at his heels all the way, driven into a slavering frenzy by the delicious sway of his meaty ass, along with half the country.
The BBC coverage was extensive. Sir Attenborough was on standby to narrate the King's expected end, and gave a moving description of the sheer animal terror he must be feeling. The nation was on the edge of their seat as the nubile vixen bounded over the finish line. He'd made it.
But then he kept going. There was stunned silence from the commentators as the bright orange tail whipped out of sight among the bracken. The Queen consort was chasing after him, wildly waving the vial of reversion serum, but he was long gone, blindly driven by his overwhelming animal impulse to hide.
Without an urgent dosage of human DNA, he'd only regress further. So the fox hunt became a manhunt. Volunteers with nets and tranquiliser guns scoured the Scottish highlands for the wayward King. A ban on fox culling and a reward for his live capture were put in place, all to no avail.
Eventually the media moved on. There were only so many times you could publish 'Fox Still Not Found' before readers got bored and besides, there was a coronation to look forward to. The wonderful thing about kings - there's always another. As winter rolled around to blanket the glens with snow, it was decided that the animal had either found a warm den to curl up in or frozen.
When the spring thaw came, a gamekeeper got the surprise of his life as the vixen padded towards him. If not for the tatters of regal cloak clinging to her flanks, he might not have recognised her at all, so thoroughly animalised. The DNA serum had been unforgiving.
Two kits followed her, barking for milk. "Bloody hell. The King isn't going to like this," said the gamekeeper, shouldering his rifle.
She had certainly found something warm to curl up against through the cold months. A doting mate to bring her fresh kills. But the eyes still held the glimmer of human awareness. Whining, she looked up at him in hope.