[Ah yes, food! It's Soma's own aura that had drawn the fox to him, the little creature interested in it -- and rather pleased by it, all things considered. The floof ball happily snaps the sausage down, tail swishing around as he licks his teeth for a moment.
And then he's moving again, hopping up onto the bench to fearlessly flop into Soma's lap and curl up on it. Ah, yes... warm person.]
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And then he's moving again, hopping up onto the bench to fearlessly flop into Soma's lap and curl up on it. Ah, yes... warm person.]