"VIXEN!!!" a voice yelled from behind Vixen as he walked down the hall.
Vixen didn't bother turning around to look at the person intruded on his quiet time since he already knew who the annoying voice belonged to.
"VIXENNNN!!!" The voice continued to call, the sound growing louder as they neared. "VIXEN!" the voice called again, this time their hand clamping down on Vixen's shoulder to grab his attention.
Vixen cringed from the spot that he was touched on and shook his shoulders violently before calming down when he felt the hand fall off. "Please refrain from touching me. I do not know where your hands have been and I do not want to know either. Do NOT stain my clothing with your germs."
He turned and glared at the person behind him, "if they're even yours, Adam."
Elegantly, Vixen continued his way down the wide and bare hallway, his cart clanking beside him.
