A Meeting of Fate; The Decision Is...? [Sephora. Private.]

The little fox shifted within her hood, and then decided to hide itself beneath Sephora's long golden hair; resting right up against the right side of her neck but mostly hidden from view outside of the ear poking through her head. The movement of the little fox made her giggle and bit her bottom lip: she was ticklish, very ticklish.

”It wouldn't be right of us to charge you for something we were only going to have to destroy.”, the woman said, ignoring the looks of her two male counterparts. She was smiling and watching young Sephora and the way she was trying hard not to giggle. Both seemed happy, and that in itself was payment enough for her. Of course, her two male counterparts would have something to say about that later, but she didn't care. ”Come on, you two. Let's get back...” With that said she would turn and walk off, with the other two following her.

Sephora blinked and then grinned again. She giggled once more. ”Tickles..” She would reached up, lightly stroking the fox's head. The fox was calm now, resting rather comfortably within Sephora's hair and quite content.