The stranger, Ignatius, who scooped you held you bridal style and spoke to the merchant “Please forgive me, my pet fox had managed to escape my view. I’ll be sure to pay for the berries my pet ruined.” You were puzzled, you had never met this elf before, Ignatius kept on petting your head. (you’re a fox/human shifter.)
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