…As you glance around the room, Shadow is revealed by the candle light, his blue eyes reflecting it. Snow is held in his left arm, the fox’s eyes matching his. Shadow sets him down, allowing him to circle your chair and sniff you out. Shadow then speaks. “Alright, let’s get this over with, shall we? What were you doing alone?” He inquires gruffly, his voice resonating in the room.
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