Bad Luck

Gently, Dohwi ran his hand from her head to her tail. The silky fur was enchanting to the touch.

Where did such a beautiful fox come from?

Eventually, her excitement faded, and Sohwa settled down. Curling up into a foxball on his chest, she finally closed her eyes.

‘She must be tired after all that excitement.’

Burying her snout deeply, she looked like a ball of white and black fur. The feeling of her soft fur was so pleasant that Dohwi couldn’t stop touching her.

“If you’re happy, I’m happy too, my little pup.”

As he gently petted her, Sohwa started purring and soon fell asleep.

Thinking that ‘peaceful’ winter nights like this weren’t so bad, Dohwi followed Sohwa and closed his eyes.

* * *

Early in the morning, Sohwa woke to the gentle stroking of her back.

“Sweet dreams, sweet dreams.”

“....”

The sight before her was a mess. Dohwi’s shirt lay haphazardly, and his smooth skin bore clear scratches, undoubtedly from her claws.