Hunting For Coins

A bestial cry of pain erupted from the bush, and a small fox-like beast popped out.

Its fur was white with black patches around its face, tail and paws.

It looked around desperately for the source of the attack, not being able to locate Arvell who immediately hid amongst the tree branches.

Arvell watched the beast search desperately with a cold smile.

'Prey number one found.'

[Status]

[Status Information]

Species: Colian Fox

Beast Rank: Middle First Rank

[A white fox with accentuating black patches. While the fox is incredibly normally incredibly docile if it were to ever get angry, it wouldn't relent until the target of its anger is dead.]

'I guess hitting it the head with a stick would count as angering it right?' Arvell smiled with visible amusement.

'Well, I need to start collecting coins at some point. Might as well start now.'

[Inventory]

Arvell pulled out his trusty companion, the hasty iron sword.