Shy Deer Steppes Where am I headed too?

Alright then. I'll like to do this again too.

Rowen likely thought of his offer more of a good-natured attempt to help than an actual proposition. Still, there was no malice, so that kept Hiraku from acting out. Rowen curled himself up to go to sleep (something that he actually was used to) and tried to pull him in as well. The fox had no time to react until the tail wrapped around him, and by then, it was too late. No matter how industrious he tried to be, he was still another lazy fox. 

As his mind struggled to stay awake to think, he quickly thought about Rowen. The fox convinced himself that his friend was a wolf, just one who looked like a fox; He was too tired to care differently. This was the first time he met someone in this place that showed this much care for him. It was a nice change of pace to see such, but it wasn't without his worries. As for as he knew, the wolf couldn't tell himself apart from a fox. It didn't mean he was dumb, just ignorant. He just hoped his friend would stay ignorant. If the wolf really found out, he would likely chase the fox away. With the last seconds of consciousness slipping away, he planned to run away and only see Rowen from time to time. After all, it would be harder for the wolf to discover the difference if he wasn't around as well.