Our Little Fox

Chapter 1 - How?

The pack left Scott's house to find a witch threatening the town. Scott got into the jeep with Stiles in the driver's seat. Scott went to warn him on being careful. "I know dude. Relax, I won't step in unless needed. Got my handy dandy bat for that moment." Scott laughed and relaxed in the seat. Scott made sure Stiles knew the plan in case he stepped in. Once they got to the woods, Stiles pat Scott's shoulder and both got out of the car. "You know to signal if I'm needed!" Stiles shouted at them. They all turn and smile at him. Stiles smiles and relaxes leaning on his side. He listens for any sort of noise. As Stiles looked up, he sees a wolf approach him. He looks questioningly at the black wolf. The wolf slowly approaches with a slight growl. Stiles felt not one drop of fear in him. The black wolf reaches Stiles staring right into his eyes. Stiles wasn't sure why but he leaned down and sat on the ground in front of the wolf. The wolf sat down and kept its stare on Stiles.

As an unknown hour passes, the pack walks back to find a large white fox where Stiles was standing. They notice something very different. His left eye was a beautiful ice blue as his right eye was a burning orange. The pack watched in awe as Scott calls Stiles' name. The fox looks up and trots to Scott's feet. Scott leans down and the fox nudges his face playfully. "Stiles, go to the jeep." Scott's tone is normal, attempting to not scare the fox. He obeys trotting his way to the jeep sitting down facing the pack. "That can't be Stiles." Malia states extremely confused. "It is. I can smell him." Liam looks over to Scott. "I guess Stiles is a fox." Scott takes a deep breath. Scott walks over and opens the driver side door to the jeep allowing Stiles to jump in. He circles and lays in the passenger side seat. "My house. Call Deaton." Scott instructs before driving off with the fox next to him. 

Scott unlocks the front door letting Stiles run in first. "Stiles," The fox faces Scott. "Lay on the couch." He watches Stiles obey. The pack walks in with Deaton closely behind them. Scott explains what happened. Deaton asks Scott to call him. "Stiles." Everyone watches the fox's head lift. Deaton kneels and Stiles leaves the couch to sit in front of him. Deaton notices the two different eye colors. "Well, he's an Arctic Fox." "I never smelled it or noticed signs of any kind." Scott admits. "He may not have known it himself. Even though he seems extremely normal and okay in this state." Deaton wonders as he pets the fox's head. He leans into the touch and lays down. "Can he change back?" Lydia questions slowly approaching the fox. Stiles perks up and trots to Lydia pawing at her. Lydia chuckles and pets him. "He's as hyper as the human Stiles would be." Lydia smiles. "I'll go and research but until I can find an explanation and ways to turn him back, you have a fox on your hands." Deaton stands up and Scott walks him out. 

Later than night, the pack was sitting outside in Scott's backyard. "Where is he gonna stay? What are you gonna tell his dad?" Liam questions standing next to Scott who is watching Lydia and Kira mess with Stiles. "I don't know honestly. I don't even know what happened. Did you ever see or smelled something that could link to this?" Liam shook his head. "I wonder if he knew. If he was maybe scared of it or us finding out." Scott kept thinking on any sort of sign possibly given. Theo walks over and sitting next to Scott. Stiles looks over and his eyes meet Scott's. Scott senses Stiles' slight anger towards Theo but once Scott flashes his eyes, Stiles continues playing with the girls. "Even his fox doesn't like me" Theo laughs. "There's no way it's not him. I'm just seriously confused on how this even happened. Why I never knew." Scott sighs. As if he could read his mind, Scott gets a call from Sheriff Stilinski. "Scott, have you heard from Stiles?" He hasn't answered my texts for calls." Scott sighs. "Yeah he's with me but he's slightly different." Scott quickly adds, "He's perfectly fine." The sheriff let out a relieving breath. "What's different about him?" Scott hesitates to tell him. "Well I'll explain when you get here because you should see for yourself." 

John agrees to stop by since he's leaving work in 10 minutes. Hayden walks out with a plastic bag in hand. The three boys look questioningly as she pulls out a toy. Scott looks amused as he calls Stiles over. Stiles sees the toy and hurries over and whines for the toy pawing at Hayden. She laughs and throws it. "How did you know he'd be willing to play?" Liam asked. She shrugged, "Just thought it'd be funny honestly. His personality showing through the fox made me think about it and now look at him." They laugh as they watch Lydia throw it and Stiles run after it. "I'll be back." Scott walks back inside running into Malia. "Stiles' dad is here." I nod wand walk passed her. John greets Scott with a pat on the back. "So, what exactly happened?" Scott explains before slowly walking him to the backyard. 

John sees everyone but Stiles. "Scott, why is there a fox? And where is Stiles?" He questions walking out. "Well, that is Stiles. When we came back from getting the witch, we found a fox but Stiles was nowhere to be seen. I called out for him and the fox came to me." Scott explained seeing the confused look on the Sheriff's face. "Stiles," He calls out. The fox's ears perk up to the sound of the alpha calling his name. Scott signals to come to him and the fox obeys. "See. We're not sure how it happened, let alone why. Deaton said he is an Artic Fox. He is currently researching on why he turned into a fox and how to get the human Stiles back." Scott explained. 

Stiles nudged at John. John moved his hand to gently pet his head and Stiles made a noise. "Can't you guys smell if another creature is here?" John asks as he lets Stiles go back to running around. "Yeah, which is why we're all extremely confused. None of us saw and sign of this or smelled any scent of a fox on him." Malia walks over with Scott's phone in hand. "It's Deaton." He picks up and what he is told is not something he ever expected.