"There were more of them?" Francis asked her, a bit shocked that she was followed by that many people in the first place. His distaste for those men was evident on his features as his eyebrows furrowed and he took a rather big bite of deer meat without really thinking about it.<br/><br/>While his cabin was technically comfortable to live in, none of it had been obtained through just means. He had stolen and decrypted countless credit cards without caring if the hunters lost everything. He wasn't heartless but his selfishness was a crutch as he had made sure that several hunters paid with their finances if not with their lives. Her next question stunned him enough to have him drop his food.<br/><br/>"Don't you mean when did I learn I WASN'T a fox?" he asked, curious as to why she worded it like that.<br/><br/>His mother had birthed him as a fox from the beginning, despite his father being the one who was a mythical fox spirit creature. It had been a while before he had learned to shift, yet his mother never abandoned him and had cared deeply for his secret.<br/><br/>"I was 7 before I learned to shift my form..." He answered carefully. He didn't trust this woman who smelled of wolf blood for a few reasons. One? she just admitted to being more human than him. The second reason? She was clearly oblivious to his only reason for rescuing her, and it was making him uneasy.<br/><br/>As if to test her, he casually remarked, "So... Do you have access to the Alterside or are you even looking for it?"<br/><br/>How she answered him would prove whether she was a friend or a foe to him.