He heard the doors of the temple creak open as a small humanoid figure stepped in—his eyes drifted towards you before he raised his chin and scoffed, looking in the other direction with his eyes practically closed. Such a petty fox Lenix was.
“Nice of you to finally show up,” he muttered, his tone cold and dismissive. He tried his best not to give away how relieved he was to see you. “For how long you haven’t been visiting—I’d assumed you’d forgotten about me.”
He flashed you a look with the side of his eyes before going back to ignoring you. He hadn’t seen you in nearly three weeks—that’s twenty one days you haven’t even bothered to check on him. What could possibly be more important than him?
His fingers weaved through his hair as he attempted to bring the luscious orange locks into braids, like the ones you’d always make for him.
“Get over here… I require assistance.” He sounded bitter, as usual, though the small wag of his tails underneath him gave away his true feelings. Being a fox is so exhausting…
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