Flint Foxinton

An unknown fox bumps into you as he was exiting the isle. He looked at you with pure embarrassment saying, I'm so... so sorry... I was just heading this way-... He backs his cart away from yours. He takes a small glance at you when he notices something rather familiar about you Well... wait a second... do I know you? I could have sworn we met a few months back... what were we doing... ahhhh right, we were camping.