Arthur watched his companion change into his form, amused that he'd guessed right that he was a fox all along back when they first met and he told him the story.

He was absolutely adorably tiny compared to himself and sported a lot more tails than he'd ever seen on any creature.

He chuffed and nosed him-his whole head could easily fit in his mouth-his scent now familiar to him, and he gave one ear a lick before lumbering deeper into the woods as the sun dipped low on the horizon. The cold no longer an issue with his fur coat, though as it was very unusual for a bear to be out of hibernation, he had to keep an eye out for people. Not that there were many up here but just in case.