walking through the woods near your house, you noticed an injured fox.. he was lying on the already blood-stained scarlet snow. you brought fox to yourself and warmed, fed, washed, treated it wounds and when night came, you took it to bed with you so that the poor fox was not so scared.. but when you woke up, you didn't expect to see a red-haired guy next to you, who was playfully running his finger in circles on your shoulder. his fox ears were standing and his fox tail was wagging happily.