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Elara walked outside. The fox was waiting. For the first time, it did not move away when she sat down on the damp grass a few feet from it. It was soaking wet, its fur plastered to its thin ribs. It looked as ruined as she felt.

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The fox tilted its head. Then, slowly, it crawled forward. It did not climb into her lap. It did not lick her face. It simply lay down, pressing its side against her thigh, and exhaled a long, shaky breath. She felt its heart hammering against her leg. Elara walked outside

She did not pet it. She just placed her hand on the ground next to its nose, palm up. An offer. The fox sniffed her fingers. Its tongue touched her skin, once, dry and quick as a spark. It was soaking wet, its fur plastered to its thin ribs

Elara’s grief had been a quiet thing, a slow drowning. Her partner, Leo, had been the opposite of this wildness. He had been warm, golden, a golden retriever of a man who filled every room with his wagging tail of optimism. He had died of a swift, stupid cancer, and she had found that she preferred the silence. She preferred the company of things that did not expect her to be happy.

“You made it,” she whispered.

The fox began to linger. One afternoon, as she sat on the porch with a cold cup of tea, it lay down at the bottom of the steps. Not close. But present. She spoke to it, a low murmur about the weather, about the smoke from a distant fire. The fox’s torn ear swiveled. It understood nothing and everything.