Lissa is a fire fox who has not let Idan near her since their first meeting, came up for the first time, demanding attention, and, most importantly, offered herself for affection.
This somewhat unsettled Idan.
Did he long to caress her? Of course.
And he wasn't going to miss this opportunity.
The fox shuddered when he touched it, but did not run away, but remained in place.
"How warm!" thought Idan, comparing her fur with that of Snow and Whitey. The ice foxes' fur was soft, fluffy, but cool and fresh.
"Hehe," Ina, who was watching him, couldn't help but chuckle.
For Idan, who has an affinity for the element of fire, the feeling of Lissa's soft fur was truly pleasant. The fatigue from the three-day marathon had not yet passed, and while he was stroking the fox, he wanted to hug this fluffy ball and fall asleep.
"Woo-woo-woo!" said Lissa indignantly, removing her tail when Idan tried to stroke it.
"So I'm not allowed to touch the tail?" Idan asked with slight disappointment.
