"Woo!" (Victory! Sweet Victory!)
Had the fox not been eyed by four very angry humans, it would have long done a victory dance on the spot. But, since it couldn't, it settled with a victory "woo"!
But, just as it was prepared to rush away, the compromised assassin stepped forward. In the pit of despair, he had actually devised a genius idea!
"Fox, wait a bit! Hear me out, will you?"
He stepped forward, hands high up in the air, even gesturing to the others near him to step back. Could he catch that fox? Nope! But what if he could negotiate with it?!
"Hear me out, little one. You've been tasked with recording the Masquerade, right? That's a heavy responsibility and quite the honor, isn't it?"
The others nearby couldn't help but frown. What was this guy doing? Why was he licking the boots of a fox? He even stopped in place, making sure not to spook the creature.
