>>5561126>>5561133>>5561156>>5561157>>5561172>>5561242>>5561291>Head over and scoop them up, no better way to end a game of hide-and-seekYou step over and around the junk and supplies that litter the room, moving back towards the crate. A small part of you expected to find the usual playful laughter that often accompanies finding them. A larger part expected a disappointed little fox, maybe even a bit grumpy the game couldn't have gone on longer. But what you actually find is...
Sniffling, teary eyes, and trembling as you lift them into your arms. There's a lump in your throat. Every choked little noise, no matter how they try to hide them, makes your chest sinch tighter and your heart sting.
>Give them a good hug.>gently pat the fox's headYou slip their mask away from their face and hold them close. The fox clutches you tight and buries their face into your scarf. Holding on as if you'd get lost as soon as they let go, you can feel your scarf become damp against your neck.
You do what you can to calm the fox down, running your hand through their hair and comforting as best you know how. Soon comes a loose feeling around your neck as the fox takes your scarf and ties it up around their own. Through sniffles and hitches, they inform you.
<span class="mu-g">I-I took your scarf, so... so you have to stay now, okay? You can't g-go if you don't have your scarf...</span>
Eyes and cheeks wet, this fox, your little fox, is looking at you like they'll never see you again
>What is your little fox's name? 