The Fox, Red

022 - From The Desk Of Madam Odette I

My name is Odette Marie Desrosiers, my current age is 26 year old but my birthday is coming up in a month or so. Recently there's been a major change in my life. There's this fox named Red, who, because of my family's relation with his over the past six or seven generations, has been living on my property for the last couple months. He's been working hard for me to get his body ready for the physical intensity that will follow the magic training he is now receiving. A lot of what he's been doing recently is bookwork, theory, and minor application. I want to make sure that he understands it before he uses it.

He's a strange one too. He can adapt quickly to his surroundings but needs a push first. He's insanely smart. He was able to do intense calculations in his head during the poker games. He always walks away with more money than he started with. Magic wise, he still has the mental block that magic is just fantasy, that it's not a real thing. He can do theory, he excels at reading and understanding the parts and fine points but he is holding his own body back.

On a personal level, I can see why my father warned me when I was 13 about the responsibility of our family. I'm even happier that he was able to tell me before he and my mother passed away later that year. I spent my life after that point working towards power and money to sustain myself and this kid is more powerful than I can imagine. I may need to train him but at a point he's going to surpass me and I will have nothing left for him. I don't know what to do when that point comes.

I do wonder what he thinks of our relationship. Does he see me as his teacher? His mentor? Maybe his lover? We've been physical with each other multiple times but I wonder what will come of it. I know my interest in him comes from the power he can present. I may be sick for this but I have a hard time keeping my paws off of him. He has a good head on him too. The first night from the poker game he explained he can't take advantage of a woman in my state. So I waited till I sobered up and tried again. Since then, he and I have been known to spend some of our spare time with one another but how long will that stay?

With him focusing on his magical studies I've forced myself to take on more of a teacher role so the physical relationship has been put on hold. It's hard but I know he's been getting by. Marie and Veronica have been "checking on his progress" in my absence. I don't know why but it kind of hurts. I've been having his internal fight for a while and it's never easy.

Today I have Red hidden away at his place to read up on a different subject of Summoning and Elemental Sprites to see if that will help him understand the world around him better. I'm pretty sure it will be an all-day task as long as Mary doesn't interfere with his reading again. As for me, my day is going to be spent in my office. I'm expecting today to be quiet with Red reading all day. Everyone else is off doing their chores for the day. Danny, my personal butler, is standing by the door to prevent me from being disturbed.

Unlucky for me, today has different plans. I'm sitting at my desk when I hear a knock. I know it's Danny but what could he want? "Yes Danny."

"A Marcus Vassal..."

Another voice comes from behind the door, "Duke!"

Danny continues, "Duke Marcus Vassal for Madam Odette."

Against my own best interest I respond, "Let him in." The 4' 10" skunk comes waddling into my office with his nose up in the air. His style hasn't changed at all. He still wears those half sleeve dress shirts with khaki shorts. For whatever reason he always wears this soccer jacket with the Norwegian flag on it. He is one of the most pretentious animals I have ever met and one of the most persistent ones who ever chased after my hand. The first time I met him he spent the first hour correcting me to call him "Duke" like he does to everyone. His family is an estranged line from a ruler of somewhere in England from 500+ years ago. His entire family acts like him with the stuck up attitude.