Chapter 4: Mommy

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I watched in amazement as the arctic vixen handed control over to her various tails while she addressed the red kit in the room, " Well, of course I am sweetie, how else would you have come to be in the spirit world? "

She had a point this I was forced to admit slightly begrudgingly, " You're looking much healthier than last we met, and a whole lot cuter- " Ruffling the fur on my head as she examined me further, " Still much too thin though but not to worry mommy will make sure you get lots of good meals... "

The white fox trailed off to maintain control of her bushy extensions as they stirred the contents bubbling on the stove and took the biscuits out of the oven before returning her cyan gaze to me, " Now I'm sure you have lots if questions for us and I promise all will be answered after we get some food in your tummy. But first- " A bowl of oatmeal was placed in the center of the tray, " -Would you like me or your father to feed you? "

I guess they assumed I was far too small to do it myself so I resigned myself to having the mush spooned in. She expertly guided each and every bite to my maw, waiting for me to swallow before offering more steaming goodness and after a while she'd scraped the bowl clean, " My, you were hungry weren't you? "

Now full I began to drift off again, why was I so tired lately? Was my energy really so easily depleted?

I didn't really have time to dwell on it though as daddy cleaned my face and paws using a washcloth, " There, squeaky clean again! "

It wasn't long after that I was freed from the confines of the highchair and carted away by mommy to a living room of some sort where a playpen was set up in front of the couch. Sighing I realized this would be where my next demeaning experience would take place, " Now sit tight while we tidy up a little, then we'll head to the store... "

Just great, as if being regressed and stripped of my humanity wasn't humbling enough now I have to be seen as a baby girl in public?!

My stress subsided after discovering there were some things to keep little ones entertained strewn throughout the infantile prison. They ranged from colorful blocks to plushes and even chew toys, my yellow eyes fell on the squeaky bone with polka dots. Hesitantly, I began chewing on it to pass the time all the while contemplating a means of escape.

Thinking back to everything that had transpired since waking up in that nursery I realized these kitsune had no intention of harming me. In fact, they were going all out to treat me like a member of the family albeit a new addition from another world. It was a strange feeling having someone else care enough about my well-being to try and make a difference. Up until now I've only ever relied on myself so being as helpless as an actual baby didn't sit well with me at first. Perhaps I would be happier here, it certainly beats the alternative but maybe we could reach a compromise at some point. Maybe.

Though that outcome didn't seem likely as I was placed in a bright pink stroller and rolled out the front door of their cottage. Seeing my reaction they tried to console the kit that was me, " Why so blushy pumpkin, everyone's going to see how cute you are! "

The peppiness in her tone was strong but thankfully not contagious as I lisped my concern, " Dat's da pwoblem... "

But once again daddy came to the rescue with loving head pats, " No need to be bashful Krimson, no one's going to hurt or make fun of you around here. "

I flashed disbelief, " You pwomise? "

He knelt down and lifted my chin despite looking away, our eyes met, " Of course, after all this outing is all for you so how about a smile? "

I huffed, folding my little arms in defiance, " Does the tickle monster need to make another house call, does he? "

When I refused to comply with his simple request the black fox poured on the heat, not stopping until he got a gigglefit out of me, " Stawp! I Suwwendew! "

" Now was that so hard, princess? "

Tears in my eyes I couldn't tell which one was inquiring, my paci having fallen out during the struggle,  " Unbelievably. "

Satisfied they wheeled me away down a long winding path towards an unknown destination with boundless opportunities for bonding with their little one.

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