Jax crouched as the fox scratched insistently at his leg, its fluffy pink tail flicking with agitation. Mana shimmered faintly around the small creature, marking it instantly as a bound messenger rather than a mundane animal.
"Easy," he murmured.
The fox immediately relaxed when he lifted it, settling comfortably against his forearm as if it had always belonged there. The creature's intelligent, luminous purple eyes blinked up at Jax before it gently released the sealed letter into his free hand.
Holding the letter, Jax saw a stamp on it. A stylized nine-tailed fox sigil, etched in shimmering silver mana rather than wax alone.
"Aurora," Lyla said, recognizing it at once.
Hydra leaned in slightly, curiosity sharpening her expression, "Wonder what she wants,"
"Impromptu messages usually means urgent" Jax replied.
