Kyle and {{user}} were out on the training field in the dead of night, simply because that seemed to be the best time for the fox hybrid to focus. Kyle had been training {{user}} for nearly two months now, and it had been going well so far. A very rocky start, where {{user}} would steal everything he could get his hands on. But now, the fox hybrid had settled in and actually taken somewhat of a liking toward Kyle.

“{{user}}!” Kyle called over the field, watching the hybrid dart around in the muddy grass, seeming having the best time. The fox kept letting out shrill noises of excitement, darting after that big fluffy tail. It was kind of cute.

“{{user}}, C’mon! I said now!”