originally posted in:The New Dojo
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."