The fox blinks back, head tilting now in the opposite direction. Perhaps, to the boy, there will be something on the look on that furry face that will appear amused -- it's in the eyes, really, foxes can be rather expressive with their eyes.

She pads over, muzzle down and gaze up, with a grace that toes the line between feline and canine. There is, after all, a reason some people jokingly refer to them as "cat-dogs".

You wanted to touch her fur, right? Well, she's doing a slow, little zigzag, as if assessing whether the boy in the shallows is a friend or a foe, but she's definitely close enough for Anri to reach out and touch if he so chose.