A lone fox ran along the streets of Central City, Amestris.
She hustled through the darkness, with only the simple street
lights to guide her.

Something about this fox made it different from normal foxes,
however. Its fur was a rich shade of purple with a white tail
tip and belly. And, if it one were to look closely, they
would see what seemed like two tattoos on the creature: one
being a tao on its forehead, the other a transmutation circle
on its left front leg. The fox also wore a green leather
collar, with a tag that read: Fox.

Where she was running, she wasn't sure. She only knew she had
to get away from Reese. The man scared her, and wasn't the
best caretaker either. Panting heavily, she continued to run
blindly... until something hit her.

By the time she heard the piercing screech, it was too late.
The fox's body was flung about 10 feet before she hit the
ground with a thud. Ugh... Damnit! She attempted to stand
up, but felt a sharp pain in her right shoulder and arm --
the place of impact. She slumped back down and looked in the
direction of the thing that hit her, awaiting her fate.

Colonel Roy Mustang had slammed on the brakes the moment he
saw the creature jump out in front of his car, but it was
too late. "Shit..." He put the car in park and hopped out,
running to the injured animal.

The fox immediately bared her fangs and raised her hackles,
growling the best she could. For all she knew, this man
could have worked for Reese.

Roy slowed his pace and smiled reassuringly at the creature.
"Hey now, you don't want to growl at ME. I'm here to help."
That didn't ease any of her fears, however, and she growled
even more.

The Colonel tried something different. Running back to his
car, he retrieved some chicken. He got on his knees and
cautiously placed the meat in front of her.

Curious, the fox quieted down and crawled forward. She
happily ate the chicken, though she kept an eye on the man.
She looked up at him, expecting more. It was quite delicious.

Roy chuckled softly. "There's more where that came from,
but you'll have to trust me. Let me help you." He held out
his hand for her to sniff it.

Eyeing the man carefully, the fox crept up and sniffed his
hand. She felt no threatening aura, and therefore relaxed
a bit. She even nuzzled his hand as a sign that she would
trust him for now.

Happy, Roy patted her between the ears. That's when he
noticed the collar. Holding it between his fingers, he read
it aloud. "Fox... Quite a fitting name." He stood up and
motioned for her to follow. "I know a place where you can
recover." He opened the back door. "Get on in."

Fox limped to the vehicle and jumped inside with his help.
She received another pat on the head.

"Good-- uh..." Roy took a quick peek. "Good girl. Now then,
let's go home." He drove to his squadron's base at
Central HQ and carried his groceries to his private quarters.
On the way, he and Fox were getting some strange looks, but
the Colonel took care of that with a few sharp orders to
keep quiet about their guest.

Fox hobbled after him on three legs, and was relieved when
they finally came to his room. She went to lay down in the
center of the living quarters while the man put away his
groceries.

Roy made a phonecall asking for a medic, then prepared
dinner for two. He set a plate down in front of Fox.
"You'll be safe here."

Fox nodded in appreciation and started eating.

Roy ate while waiting for the medical team to arrive.