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It would take time for him to get used to smelling a fox in the Vale without worrying about their stashed food- and likely longer still for him to get to a point where it’s musky scent stopped making him grimace. Was this a part of Muskrat’s plan? Possibly. 

He amused himself with the notion of gifting Muskrat some sort of wildcat- perhaps a bobcat or lynx kitten- something with so foul a scent that they’d have no choice but to turn it into a doormat. 

He was curious about Faust, though. He wondered if the tethered creature might ever come to trust them, even speak their language. Part of him wanted the fox to become useful- so if Muskrat had intended to give them a foil, her plan might backfire.

Viskani certainly seemed taken with the creature. He tracked her back to her den, where she seemed to be keeping the fox sequestered. Allo? He said, poking his head just within the mouth of the den, to see if she was accepting company.