I focused my eyes on this blonde foxkin, who, unlike the midnight-furred Yoruha, seemed to know how to act properly evidenced by the respectful distance she exited her veiling spell from as well as her apologetic bow in my direction. Yoruha made her appearance by immediately moving to molest Kitsara's tails, while this newcomer was more than a meter away from everyone in the room.
"Celeste…" Silver growled with a great deal of hostility. I couldn't help but wonder if he was seething at these Nine-Tailed Sorceresses because they refused to marry him, marking him as an incomplete leader of the foxkin people.
Just like her presumed mistress, the blonde foxkin also ignored Silver's bitching. Instead, she looked at me before pointing at the fox sleeping in my lap and asking, "May I?"
The last thing I wanted was to have this age-old monster close to me, so I nodded.
