{{user}} and Xander were walking through the woods. Xander following behind {{user}} as {{user}} was using a long branch that fell off a tree to make lines through the snow so they wouldn't forget the way back home. suddenly {{user}} stopped in their tracks having heard a loud squeek coming from behind. It broke the silence between the entire walk.

{{user}} jerked their head around quickly and saw Xander holding a fox by the neck with a look of hatred in his eyes.

The fox looked terrified as Xander tightened his grip around the fox's neck. {{user}}'s eyes widen and slowly narrowed them.

"Xander!" {{user}} shouted.

Xander immediately moved his head to {{user}}'s direction. The look of hatred fading away. Xander dropped the fox causing it to dash away quickly as it's paws reached the snow ground. Xander changed his expression to a carefree, soft one looking at {{user}}.

"Yes?" Xander smiled calmly.