Trembling, she rose to her feet, shuffled a few cautious steps closer, and stared down at him. Snow-white hair, as soft-looking as the fox’s fur, brushed across his forehead in a tousled mess – and poking out of his hair was a pair of white fox ears. His body was otherwise human, but he’d kept the ears.
-Annette Marie
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