"I thought we were on a supernatural break," Kai groaned, though his eyes never left the three-tailed fox. "You know, normal couple stuff. Lake activities. Farmer's markets. Not following magical creatures into mysteriously rearranged forests."
"Says the werewolf who spent yesterday arguing with raccoons," Samantha teased. "Come on, aren't you curious? When's the last time you saw a fox with metallic tails?"
"Point taken." Kai stretched. "But if this turns into another world-saving mission, I'm filing a formal complaint with the universe."
Marcus analyzed the situation with his usual tactical precision. "The fox seems... amused? And those patterns its tails are making - they look like old protection runes."
As they approached, the fox sat up straighter, its three tails - silver, gold, and copper - weaving more intricate patterns in the air. Up close, they could see its fur wasn't just orange, but seemed to shift colors like autumn leaves in sunlight.
