Bab 217: Ithuriel returns

In all honesty, I never did much ponder on the identity of the little fox other than the fact he was Serena's first (and for a long time), only companion. Perhaps had my mind not been so buzzing with thoughts of my mate, my blood running fresh and fast through my system with the exhilaration of newfound love, I think I would have been more suspicious of that little fox. To me, he was just a fox who seemed far too smart for his own good- sometimes annoyingly so.

I should have realised there was more to it than that.

"You know," I admit, bowing my head with a powerless exasperation at the figure that stands before me, entirely undone. "I never thought I would be bamboozled by a little fox."

But fox he is no longer.