Kie was trying to get on his feet when the female came back to check on him.<br/>He hadn't used his back legs for balancing in over ten years, and it was an extremely hard task to learn so suddenly.<br/><br/>Even having thumbs was something new, though a bit easier to deal with. He had grabbed the top of one of the crates and was currently trying to force his legs to work correctly...which was a lot harder than one would think for a boy his age.<br/>He'd made visible effort to try and put the clothes on, remembering how the female he'd been captive to had worn them.<br/>The shirt was extremely sloppy, but mostly in the right place. The pants were on, though they were falling down slowly since he didn't know how to button the front quite right.<br/><br/>When the girl spoke to him he bristled silently and leered over his shoulder, debating whether to drop down back in to fox form and bolt or fight.