Foxes in love

Marigold's eyes narrowed at the silvery fox as he started trying to cover his own ass, insisting that all he had said was that she looked nice and that otherwise he was an upstanding gentleman. When he started talking about how his feelings had been hurt and how he deserved an apology the vixen rolled her eyes and fixed him with an unamused glare. Him grinning as if him catching her name meant he had won something just made her sigh and she gave him a sarcastic smirk in return. "He said that he wanted to spend the winter seeing what happened when silver and gold mixed and was getting quite bold with his paws - to put it lightly," Marigold said, exposing the tod for the things he had actually said and done with an offended toss of her head.

Briar smirked, but tried to keep her chuckles to herself as she eyed the two foxes. She had never seen Marigold with another fox before and it was just hilarious to her that the first fox they came across was trying to get with her. She didn't really know how old Marigold was, but she was definitely an adult and Briar wondered if she had ever had any kind of relationship or fun like that. She certainly hadn't in the year that they had been together at least. She glanced at Artorias and thought about how happy it made her to have her Blue Boy and a little part of her wanted her companion to have that too. "What's your name?" she asked the other fox curiously, ignoring Marigold's complaining for just a moment as she began to play match maker for the two vulpine.

"Briar Fatalis"