Aeon watched them further, standing there with the light reflecting off his silver fur, his two tails twitching in irritation. His icy blue eyes looked silver in this light as well. A silver fox, a very rare breed, yet that's what he was. Silver foxes weren't born very often, but there had been others before him. I'm down here. He thought as he walked towards the girl still sitting on the ground. She looked a lot less harmless, even though he was distrustful of others, he couldn't help his curiosity. A sort of humming sound, almost like a purr, rumbled in his throat as he sniffed the air again and took in both scents. These two would not be easily forgotten by him. He refused to turn back into his Human-Form, and even if he did, he would not be able to talk to them anyway.