Kate could tell he was starving. She fed him as fast he would eat. She gave him sips of warm apple cider between bites. She was not too happy with this human calling her fox girl. Had he never seen her kind before. She gasps at him, "What kind of father sells his own child? This is your home once you adjust. Think of this time as a holiday from fighting or any duties. It is Winterfest and  once you are healed you will accompany me to dances, banquets and can see the festivals. This is one of my favorite times of the year. Please call me Kate or Katie. Have you not seen a Kit?"