Tarkir cooed at the twirl and returned the hug, wrapping his arms around David happily, the feeling of the foxes fur against his skin so soft and warming. David's sheath a new thing to the human but he instinctively knew what was contained inside and resisted the temptation to stroke down it slowly and gently out of a mixture of curiosity and excitement. Tarkir stroked down the foxes side slowly, running his fingers through the white beautiful fur as he looked into Davids eyes. "Thank you so much" Tarkir whispered into the fox's ear quietly.