Heat Fox #7 Tryout
Username:
BlueMewCookieDough
His/Her Name:
Timido (Italian for shy)
Gender:
Male
Story:
"Oh, hello there!" I calmly whispered to the fox. He flinched back, almost cowering under a ledge. I frowned. "Ah, I won't hurt you..." I mumbled, when suddenly it hit me. "Timido..." I said the Italian word almost silently, but he looked up instantly. He tilted his head, eyes brightened a bit in curiosity.
"It's Italian for shy," I explained. "I thought of it because it describes you. Timido." I smiled at the shy little guy, who nodded as if in understanding before hiding again. Remembering some animals will likely approach you if you ignore them, another idea came to me. I decided to sit far away from him in the enclosure, getting a sketch pad and pencil from my bag and a bit of chips from the bag, too. I felt as though something was watching- probably just the heat fox - as I doodled. Soon, I felt warm breath on my ankle, looking up to see him sniffing me. A soft smile appeared on my face, and again I whispered the Italian word, "Timido," this time in a teasing tone. He gave me a look that almost seemed to say, "Hey, I'm not that shy!"
A small chuckle came from me, the heat fox turning his nose up in a sassy manner. "Ah, so you do have some character to you," I teased again, the fox this time grinning at me and nodding. He walked closer to me and sat beside me, nudging me a bit until I giggled.
"Timido," I said again, this time naming him. He nodded at me in understanding, standing as I did and trotting after me as I led him to the way out.
"Let's go home, Timido!"