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Anne stopped in front of the cherry blossom tree, which was now barren. She took a look at the names on the trunk... Before realizing she was being followed. She quickly turned around, her right hand shooting up to the hilt of the longword on her back and drawing it.
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He skidded to a stop, sitting on his haunches and looking at the sword curiously, his nose wriggling as he sniffed the air.
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"....The fox. Hehe." Anne put her sword back into her sheathe. "What, you just followed me in here? Actually....you are pretty big for a fox...."
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He smiles broadly, tilting his ear.
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"....And my what big teeth you have." Anne was now intentionally quoting an old fairy tale. But she began to be a little uneasy.
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He stops grinning, his teeth being quite normal sized. He pulls out a mirror from somewhere in the snow and opens his mouth, checking his teeth. "What do you mean, "big teeth". My teeth are normal!" he says.
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Anne yelped in surprise. Her back ended up going against the tree. "What the hell?!"
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He dropped the mirror, looking at her curiously. "What?"
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"You can talk?!"
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He giggles and nods. "Yup. I can do a lot of things."
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"....but you look like an animal...?!"
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He stands, revealing he looks more like a small white werewolf with a fox-like appearance. He shrugs. "I get that a lot."