"They might not have reasons to fear us," moving a hand down as it got a sniff and then a bump from the fox's head, cautiously petting over that mossy fur. So soft— "I've got a few fruits and herbs that we were asked to bring back for this outing. Perhaps it smelled one or the other?"

That was also terribly, terribly adorable. The corner of Alice's mouth twitched upwards every so slightly- "Then again, they might not have any predators and feel no reason to be cautious since they certainly aren't like a few of the more ordinary foxes I've seen." The ones that seemed to have golden orange oak tree leaves growing amongst their fur.