The Fox was a sly and dangerous man, tall and slim with a shock of orange-red hair. He wore a long orange and white cloak, dark brown pants, and a pair of black gloves.Many would say, "He is a legend, a man straight out of myths and lore!", or "A vengeful spirit! Here to claim the life of the ones who have wronged him!" Many others would cry, "A devil among humans! Here to inflict pain and sow seeds of malevolence!" His enemies would claim. So many titles were bestowed upon a solitary man, yet only one referred to him as "Friend". For he was the Fox, he needed no one and worked for none. Or so he would say to himself. But this is the tale of the Fox who loved a child (reluctantly).