The confines of his home having been well and truly explored, Fox finds himself wandering away from home more and more. Less because of the continued intrigue of exploring meadow and forest and more because of the chance he might meet someone interesting.
Today, however, he has that someone interesting in his sights already. They have met already, of course, but he still finds her terribly fascinating. Besides, he had promised her they would meet again, and Fox keeps his promises. So when he notices her leaving Tephra, he is quick to follow.
He would be surprised if she didn’t realize he followed at a short distance, but a part of him kind of hopes she’s too distracted. He’d like to surprise her just once. Besides, he has a wonderful surprise in mind for her.
Were he any other horse, he might have hesitated approaching when he noticed her already in the company of another. But this is Fox. He has no qualms about disturbing even a scene that appears as intimate as theirs. They’d no doubt forgive him.
Well, maybe… Lynx did not strike him as a very forgiving sort. But then, he’d also promised to make her smile again. At least to himself, though she probably knew anyway. She had been quite determined to resist him, but, as she had discovered, he is nearly irresistible (and also not at all conceited, right? But if that’s the case, he’s in good company).
Regardless of her potential forgiveness, he approaches. Sporting a rather large mustache carefully crafted from snow and ice.
Grinning, he arrives with an exuberance that should have been beaten from him with the unrelenting heat of the day. But then, he has quite an effective method of cooling himself. ”If you’re hot, I’m happy to help.”
Without waiting for permission, he calls in a rather large pile of snow, which falls with heavy abandon onto the trio.
