[That's better. The fox fluffs out his tail, preening as Oswin watches in amusement, kneeling a little to stroke his head.]
…He's called Raniel. [It's more a feeling than her familiar actually telling her, something Oswin isn't entirely used to. She smiles, scratching the fox behind the ears.]
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…He's called Raniel. [It's more a feeling than her familiar actually telling her, something Oswin isn't entirely used to. She smiles, scratching the fox behind the ears.]