Francis sighed. "Look, I didn't mean whatever it was that upset you. but to answer the question you asked earlier... Yes, I am a... half breed." he spat out the last two words as though he hated the term. "And I'm sorry about this, but there's no way beyond that wall of trees, so you're stuck here with me until the illusion magic wears off." he scampered over to the deer carcass and tore a large chunk of meat. running back over to Mia, he lay it at her feet and gave her a small foxy grin.<br/><br/>"If you are hungry, you can have some deer." he said nudging the meat towards her. He scampered over to the other side of the room, he turned his head to the side.<span style="font-style: italic">~She doesn't seem so bad...~</span>he thought.<span style="font-style: italic">~but a normal cat wouldn't be able to shift... if I'm right, anyway. And besides, she'd probably not tell me if I asked her directly...~</span>He finally got tired of wondering the other question he could ask and said, "Where<span style="font-style: italic">do</span>you live, anyway? I've always just stayed here with mom."<br/><br/>there were two things about that question that were just part of his foxy natural instinct of trickery. One was that if she answered him, he could affirm his assumptions that she could become human. The other was the fact that his mother was dead, but as he had been very attached to her, he never accepted that she left him.