Ben
There was a glimpse of a russet red tail disappearing into the trees, the white fur on its end like a beacon. And then I was after her. The thud of my feet heavy in my ears. I was so much bigger than she was. Both in my human form and most definitely in my animal form but there had been no fear in her eyes when she had looked at my bear for the first time. There had been nothing but a shining glint of playfulness.
She wasn’t afraid of me. Her fox might be a little wary but even that was fearless. Curiosity had shone out of her eyes more than fear.
It made me wonder how many other types of shifters she had come into contact with. Not
Many was my guess.
Foxes were secretive so it made sense that she would have led a very sheltered life. Until she had come here and gotten a job in
