I couldn't leave him out in the rain, I wanted to show a warm contrast of what kindness could do for a creture.

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The young FoxFan didn't know where the woman would take him, or where they were going. But he stayed calm and trusting in her arms just listening to her cooing at him until he was fast asleep. The FoxFan woke up the next morning completely dry, on a bed made of what felt like clouds. He was warm, the sun's rays just hugging him. He felt a sudden hand against his head. The woman was back, holding a red cloth in her hand. It felt warm, as if it ha just come from a dryer as she tied it gently around his neck. The FoxFan was so comfortable he just calmly allowed her to move him, he closed his eyes happily and laid his head back down knowing for now he could enjoy her company. Espically since, she left the door open just incase he ever wanted to leave. She wouldn't hold him there, unlike the old woman, she knew what he was. No one could own him, but that didn't mean he couln't pick a person to keep around. And she would keep him as long as he would have her.

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I stayed up wayyy too late doing this, I may do touchups in the morning. But for now this is it. I'm done.

My second submission for the Draw to adopt Foxfan
Foxfan's are © belliko-art on DA and are a closed species
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