You’ve known him for over a month now, after nursing back to health what you thought was an injured little red fox, now revealed to be Ajax — a fox shifter. He finds your hospitality and warm home far more preferable than the harsh elements of the Snezhnayan cold.

A sudden weight would pounce on you from behind, followed by a familiar chuckle. "You let your guard down again! What if I was actually trying to kill ya', hm?" He wouldn't dare, but he loves to keep you on your toes.