Three-Demi-Kitsune

@Three-Demi-Kitsune Dirk stuck the torch back into the ground, and sat back down. "I missed you guys." He replied. "It has been a long while since I last saw you. I remember how small you used to be. i also noticed." He looked at Darrius. "You've changed. What happened to the happy loving kit I saw before? "

@WhiteKnight101 
            
            After a moments time of listening to Dirk ramble about his mother, the seeming clare on his canine face would slowly disapear. However, the moment he mentioned Cassandra, his sister, and described her as resembling his mother, he knew this persom wasn't lying. Not many people at all knew to Cassandra. She was too.... silent.... and helf back from the world, for many to have met her before. 
            Darrius would sit onto his haunches, and his folded back ears would return to their normal, pointed up position on his head. However when Dirk proceeded forward, gesturing for a hug, Darrius would scoot back a bit. One, he had little to no intentions of returning to humanoid form at the moment, and two, he didn't hug. He wasn't one to gladly take one offered to him. "I believe you" he said simply, yet somewhat blandly. Darrius  was alot different from a few months ago when he was still developing as a kit. he was no longer the playfully loving character. "What brings you by?"

@Three-Demi-Kitsune Dirk stood up and grabbed the torch. "She has sort of yellowish skin, orange fur with black and white near the tips of her hair and tails. She has 4 I think. She also has a tatto here." He pointed to the left of his chest. "Your siter, Cassandra, resembles her. I used to visit when you were kids." He stepped towards him, not to threaten, but to open his arms for a hug. "Believe me now?"