clanwarrior-tumbly:

You chuckled as you saw the Werefox jump off the small hill and nose-dive into the snow.

It was just typical fox behavior. If anything it was quite an adorable sight to see such a big and seemingly intimidating beast entertained by something as simple as snow.

But when he didn’t get up for a while, you grew a bit worried he miscalculated how high the hill was and accidentally hurt himself. So when you walked over, Chase rolled onto his back, giving you a smile to show you that he was fine.

You smiled back and knelt down to rub his fuzzy white stomach, making him close his eyes in content as his tail swished, making a partial snow angel (or a snow fox for that matter).