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        The little fox gave a happy bark then darted over to the couch and curled up on a pillow. She would let him look around or do whatever; she was exhausted. She lifted her head briefly to give him a slow blink before laying her head back on her paws. She would trust him, she had decided. They both wanted to live, after all. 

        The house gave in inviting creak, a blanket sliding from off the couch back to over the small fox. The house itself was pristine, as if somebody had lived there. Nobody had for years, but it maintained itself. The door shut gently, not locking though there was a soft click. It could have seemed like the house was… excited?