The shape of one's soul...

Vail turned eye to the two people the came into view. Patting the little fox on the head one last time and placing it on the floor. He yawned and sat up, blinking at both of them.

Being pretty ignorant of a witches abilities was natural for someone like Vail. "Uhh...does this fox belong to someone?" He asked while lightly lifting the fox up in the air a little.

His eyebrow raised by reflex. When something strange or unexpected happens, that eyebrow goes right up. Turning to look at the little fox then back at Arisa. He never entered an agreed relationship with the girl so his confused look was quite normal.

"I see..." He examined Kitsune's form a bit and lightly set her down on the ground. Getting to his feet and dusting himself off from any dirt on his pants. "That is very interesting."

"....True." Looking down at the fox for a second. "Why did she lick me?"

"Thats not nice to say...some people deserve some attention..." Kneeling down he patted the fox on the head. turning back to the girl, "Whats your name?"

"Ooh...you two live together..." He smiled while placing a hand behind his head and lightly closed his eyes.

He nods, "I won't keep you any longer from your dinner, have a nice night."

That was a good question. He shook his head and noticed it was starting to get dark. "I do not actually..." Bright idea of his parents. "Oh you'll find some friends! Don't worry people like you!" Their voices went through his mind and they turned out to be right.

Beyril wandered up to the group, "Hey there, guys, what's going on?" she smiled, then looked to Vail, "Hello there, I haven't seen you before. I'm Beyril." she offered her hand cheerfully for a handshake, forgetting all about the fact that it was still in a cast.