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Twilight was shaken awake by a clearly tired Warriors. The moment Wars saw Twilight awake he went over to his sleeping bag and practically passed out, dead to the world in minutes.
Twilight sighed, before getting up and ready for the last watch of the night. He packed up all his things and got dressed, before looking around camp to see what was happening.
Everyone was asleep in their sleeping bags and calm. Nothing amiss. Twilight breathed a sigh of relief, but in doing so someone's ears pricked up. Twilight was surprised to see Fox sleeping next to Time but wasn't surprised when they immediately trotted up to him looking as happy as can be. Ever since he had met Fox as Wolfie they'd been very curious of him. They kept approaching him while he was Twilight, and he was trying to play it off so that the other’s didn’’t suspect anything. He probably smelled like Wolfie to Fox, so they could tell there was something odd about him.
Fox curled around his legs, looking up at him with big blue eyes, and Twilight sighed, before leading them out into the woods. When they were out of sight of the camp he transformed into Wolfie, and Fox immediately bumped heads with him.
'How? Now wolf? Mystical?' Fox asked, sniffing at him while they tried to figure it out. They circled him several times, full of energy Twilight couldn’t match.
'I just am.' Twilight answered, unable to explain twilli magic with animal language.
Fox looked at him with reverence, and Twilight sighed. This was going to be interesting. 'Need to patrol. Guard others.' He explained, before bounding towards the edge of camp and beginning a sweeping search of the nearby area for trouble. Fox followed him about, but often got distracted by things and wandered off. They came back quickly enough, often gently butting Twilight’s side and greeting him playfully before wandering off again.
They followed the path, going down the hill and keeping an eye out for trouble. Twilight appreciated having some company, the rest of the chain were still slightly wary of Wolfie, despite accepting him into the group. However, Twilight realised quite quickly that the Fox didn't have a great sense of self-preservation and had to pull them from stupid ideas multiple times.
'We could scout ahead, kill threats! Protect friends!' Fox suggested, before scampering further down the path they would travel tomorrow. Twilight had to drag them back by the scruff of the neck as they protested they were good enough to fight anything that cropped up.
'Too small.' Twilight tried to explain, even though he knew Fox made up for it with their ferociousness. 'Just a kit.' Twilight insisted and refused to let them try to attack any nearby monsters on their own. The kit in question pouted and hung their head in disappointment.
Five minutes later Twilight had to fetch them again, as the kit had started to scramble up a nearby rock face. 'Kits don't climb cliffs.' He insisted, grabbing them by the scruff before they got too high and carrying them away as they insisted that they were great at climbing cliffs.
Less than ten minutes later, Twilight had to pounce before the kit could sneak up to attack some monsters. 'Kits don't try to hunt skeletons.' Twilight pinned them down before they could attack the stalfos- it was far enough away from camp that it wasn't a problem to their group. The kit huffed, but followed Twilight as he led them back to safety.
'Kits don't give me heart attacks!' Twilight complained, as Fox almost got buried by a boulder they dislodged by accident while sniffing around the bottom of a cliff.
In their defense, Fox was very apologetic after each incident, but it didn't stop them from attempting something else, often just as or more dangerous as the activity they'd abandoned. They were eager to explore and searched every log, rock and hollow they came across while they were scouting. They even brought Twilight food, and he had to tell them gently each time that they had enough food already and to please put the squirrel down. The squirrels were especially grateful to hear that.
Eventually, Twilight had enough. He grabbed Fox by their scruff, and took them back to camp to sleep next to Time again. Twilight took his place on Fox's other side, effectively trapping them where they couldn't make trouble. ‘Kits need their sleep!’ Twilight insisted, as Fox made complaining sounds.
'Not kit! I'm old!' They grumbled, being quiet so as to not wake the others.
Twilight huffed, his poor heart having to work overtime to recover from all of the kit’s scares. 'Oh?' He asked calmly. 'How old?' Fox looked up at him, and Twilight watched something odd happen. Their eyes clouded over a bit as they tried to answer, their usually grey-blue colour darkening til it was almost completely grey, before Fox shook their head and their eyes were back to normal. Twilight had no idea what it was, but it was the latest item on a long list of odd things about Fox.
'Are you okay?' He asked, worried about them.
'Fine.' Fox yawned, apparently none the worse off for their eye-colour change. Maybe Four would know something. His eyes changed colour a bunch, right? Whatever it was, the kit seemed fine, drooping as they tried to fight off sleep.
Twilight huffed. 'It's late. Sleep now kit.'
Fox made a sound of complaint, but they already had their eyes closed and were resting their head on Twilight's paw. They were out like a light, and Twilight held back a chuckle at the scene.
Oh damn. The kit had his paw now. How was he supposed to get up and patrol without waking them?