Definitely a strange animal, but she didn't protest. It was soft and warm, so how could she say no to it? Standing up and stretching, she looked down to it with a smile.<br/><br/>"So you're pretty smart then. You know how to beg for food and you even know where it comes from." She commented, scratching lightly behind its ears. "Though honestly your master really does need to come back. I mean of all the places to store their pet..." She trailed off, going into her thoughts as she began to get some kind of meat for it. Or rather, something that looked and tasted like meat. As if the little fox would be able to tell.<br/><br/>Setting down some slices of chicken she pet it again, then wandered towards the bathroom. Food would come after a hot shower, when she could think about what to do next. Most likely she would be waiting around for someone to reply, and figuring out what to do with the little fox. Stripping down she slipped inside, and her thoughts wandered back to the steam of the night before. Above all else...<br/><br/>"Why would they leave the shower running?" She wondered allowed.