[Ava POV]
Last night was a little bit rough, to say the least. I spent most of it with Mom continuously pestering for answers I didn’t even know.
Like, co on, it’s not like I know everything about Kit. I’ve just been guessing, and it’s been working out most of the ti; that doesn’t make so kind of Kit connoisseur.
But that wasn’t even the worst part. When I was taking our plates to the kitchen last night, I realised I had forgotten a knife in Kit’s room, so I turned back to quickly go get it and…
Why did I have to hear that?…
…
Just those few words she said kept up all night as they spiralled around in my mind, constantly gnawing at .
I didn’t even do anything to comfort her…
I just… ran… or rather, flew away.
…
“I want to say it will just work itself out eventually, and I don’t need to worry so much, but look at … I’m already losing sleep over it.”
I cracked an egg into the pan in front of , and then I just stood there, watching it cook slowly.
…
“Just… focus on breakfast for now,” I said to myself, sliding the egg out of the pan and onto one of the plates, “It’s hard to do anything on an empty stomach after all.”
After carefully picking up two of the plates while balancing the third on my forearm, I made my way over to Kit’s room, gently knocking my foot against the door to see if she was awake.
No response.
Guess yesterday tired her out more than I thought.
I awkwardly opened the door, using my free elbow to push the door handle down while doing my best to keep the plates balanced. Fortunately, I managed it without dropping anything.
“Hey, good morning, breakfast’s he-”
The words got caught in my throat as I laid eyes on the bed.
…
That’s… adorable!
After quickly placing the plates down on the table, I went and crouched down next to the bed to get a better view of the spectacle in front of .
On top of the pillow were two baby foxes, one pure white and the other a dark grey, curled up together, sleeping peacefully. My hand instinctively reached out towards the bundle of fluff, but I quickly pulled it back.
She probably wouldn’t like touching her in her sleep like this.
…
If I can’t pet her.
I reached my hand out towards the grey fox.
What about?…
But that’s when a realisation hit , causing my arm to lock up.
“Wait… where did the other fox co from?”
I couldn’t rember her picking up a fox at all. You don’t really see wild foxes in human territories. Saying that they might not even be a wild fox; they could be another kitsune.
…
Then again, you don’t normally see kitsune around here either.
I should probably separate the two of them at least…
…
I continued staring at the two of them for a little while, not doing anything.
“Maybe not…”
They both seem pretty happy…
Well, they look as happy as a pair of sleeping foxes can look at least.
“I’ll just ask her about it when she wakes up,” I mumbled to myself as I started to get up from the floor, trying my best not to make too much noise.
Unfortunately, Mom happened to throw the door to the room open at the exact sa ti, making sure to announce her presence.
“Breakfast slls good today.”
“…”
Really?! Right now?
“What? It’s true,” She made a show of shrugging her shoulders with her arms outstretched.
“Keep it down. I’m letting her sleep in a bit longer.”
Mom’s eyes glanced over at the bed, and I saw her start to open her mouth.
“Shh!” I put my finger up to my lips, “Just… sit down first.”
She started opening her mouth to say sothing again, so I put my finger up to my lips, although with a bit more vigour this ti, while also pointing at the table with my other hand.
Thankfully, this ti, she listened to and sat herself down at the table before I went and sat down next to her.
“Where did that fox co from?” Mom asked, now whispering.
“I don’t know; they were just there when I ca in.”
“What?” She almost jumped out of her seat but I stopped her, “What if it’s dangerous? She could get hurt.”
“If it was dangerous, do you think it would be sleeping so peacefully with Kit?”
“I… I don’t know. This isn’t a situation I’ve been in before…” She looked over at the bed, “We should at least separate them so nothing happens when they wake up.”
“Just leave them alone,” I said, pushing Mom’s plate closer to her, “I’m sure we’ll get an answer when they wake up… well… probably… you know how she is.”
“…But-” She paused for a mont, “No… It’s fine, I’ll listen to you this ti… But if sothing goes wrong… No… I shouldn’t be thinking like that.”
She stuck her head down and started eating, though I could see her glance to the side after every few bites to check on Kit.
When we were about halfway through our al, so shuffling could be heard coming from the bed. Mom imdiately tried to get out of her seat and run over, but I grabbed her sleeve, stopping her.
The first of the foxes to get up was Kit, who, while half asleep, tried to stretch while still on top of the pillow, knocking the poor grey fox onto the bed and waking them up as well.
If we had separated them we wouldn’t have gotten to see this.
I knew I made the right choice.
“Mom, maybe we should buy a bigger pillow for the two of them,” I whispered.
“We still don’t even know if keeping that fox here is safe,” She responded, quickly putting a damper on my mood.
“Co on, just look at that,” I pointed at the two foxes, “How can you not want to keep them here.”
She didn’t respond and just kept her eyes glued on Kit.
After a few more stretches from the two foxes, they finally seed to be fully awake. However Kit, in particular, looked a little shocked, quickly glancing between , Mom and the grey fox over and over again.
“So,” I got up from my chair but didn’t get any closer, “Are you going to introduce us to your… friend?”
Kit didn’t do anything; she just turned and stared at the grey fox.
…
Y’know what… I think we’re fine.
She seems to know who that grey fox is.
…
I an if sothing were going to happen, it would have already happened.
…
Kit didn’t seem to be calming down at all, and seeing that just caused to recall what I heard last night.
Now that I know how hard you’re trying…
I… I’ll do sothing…
…
“Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot,” I clapped my hands together to get everyone’s attention, “Mom, we should probably step out for a mont so she can get changed, right?”
This should help give her so space to sort her thoughts out.
“What? But-”
“We should give her so privacy,” I said, placing my hand on Mom’s shoulder, “We’ll just be waiting outside the door, so knock when you’re ready for us to co back in.”
This ti, Mom didn’t argue with and just followed outside, but once we got out of the room, she stopped being so quiet.
“What are you doing?” She asked, “We still don’t know if leaving her with that fox is safe.”
“It’s fine. Co on, you saw how she looked at that fox. There’s no way she doesn’t know them.”
“What do you an, ‘how she looked at that fox’?” She rested her head against her knuckles, “Just give straight answers.”
“There aren’t straight answers for this kind of thing,” I pulled her hand down, “You just… get a feeling for it.”
“…” She glared at .
“You’ll get there eventually,” I said, patting her on the back.
“Should you really be saying that kind of thing to your mother? I an… It’s not like I know nothing about this stuff. I think you forget what you were like just two years ago, and I was able to help you… Wasn’t I?”
Co on, Mom, where exactly do you think I learned all of this from?
It didn’t co from nowhere.
She brought her fist up to her forehead again.
“I told you yesterday; just calm down, and you’ll get it,” I pulled her hand down once again.
“… Y’know… Sotis… I wish you would stop growing so fast,” She turned to face , “It’s only been two years, and I already feel like I’m losing my cute little daughter.”
“Co on, you don’t have to worry about that,” I said, unable to keep a smug grin from spreading across my face, “No matter how big I get, I’ll still be your cute daughter.”
Mom responded simply by letting out a small chuckle.
Now that’s more like the Mom I know.
I continued talking to Mom for a while, hoping to distract her from Kit, even if just for a little bit.
Kit, I know you’re trying your best in there.
I just hope I’ve given you enough ti to psych yourself up…
Cause I think Mom might end up being a bit of a handful today.
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