After the fox had went down the wrong path.

Miles’ days had been, unsavory, to say the least. The latest scheme to destroy the nearest city had gone very wrong, resulting in him having to leave his lair and take a small breather.

His short walk had him at the nearest village. Probably not the best idea. You were most likely busy with an errand, he didn’t know but he bumped into you accidentally.

“ … Are you okay? “