Chapter 15: Werefox Telepathy
Boris felt a tinge of regret when he touch one of Phoenix's wings, he hops off her back
Boris, what's wrong? He was taken aback a little when he heard Phoenix's voice in his head, he didn't know she had the ability to transfer her thoughts into his. Her werefox form turned her body around to face him, her eyes full of concern.
It's nothing. It felt strange to him.
It doesn't seem like nothing, Boris there's something bothering you, I would like to know what it is. We are after all mates, aren't we?
I'm sorry.
For what?
For hurting you, I shouldn't have done that.
Boris... She walked over to him, only stopping a few inches from where he stood. She uses her tail to lift herself a foot of the ground, getting to his eye level. A paw resting on his shoulder, a comforting smile painted her lips, he placed his hand on top of hers.
If you hadn't have fire those palm spikes, I wouldn't have been the same.
Speaking of which, how did you manage to pulled them out?
If you must know, they hurt like the dickens coming out.
Phoenix climbs off of him. Placing all four of her paws back on the concrete floor.
Boris did the same on top of her, swiveling himself , trying his best not to fall off, to face the back of her head.
Before we head out to the outside world, I have to ask you something.
What is it?
Are you afraid of heights?
