The hybrid fox , shaking form cold and fear, eagerly looked at the young woman. She was going slow as not to hurt him, and he could smell the tension in the air. He was scared to move and did not want to get hurt by the woman but she seemed like a nice motherly type, like his own mother had been.<br/><br/>He liked how the human spoke. She had the sweetest voice of all the land. It was only polite to answer after all , but he was still afraid of her. "Im scared... how do I know you will not hurt me?" he asked her shyly.