Her hand idly moved over to continue petting it, a sigh coming from her. "Alright, well I guess you can stay. I can't exactly throw you out now can I?" She asked with a light, if tired, smile. "You just behave yourself and we'll get along fine tonight. No accidents on my carpet, or ripping up any furniture." Even if it was a fox, it acted like a dog or a cat, and she knew full well what those animals were capable of.<br/><br/>From there she moved into her bedtime routine, cleaning up a little, putting things away taking off her boots and putting her pistol on the nightstand beside her bed. She was just about to slip under the covers in her simple nightgown when she noticed the bag again. Shrugging, she sat down and picked it up, beginning to go through it. She probably should have thought of it sooner, but there may have been a note or something similar. If not, she would simply turn out the lights and fall asleep.