Roxy gently pushed the door open, stepping quietly into the nursery.
The room was bathed in the warm, golden light of the morning. Little Fedor was not in his bassinet. Instead, the Kitsune infant was sitting happily in the very centre of the plush, oversized fur rug.
The red gemstone around his neck pulsed with a faint, calm silver light, courtesy of Kaito's dampening spell. Fedor was letting out bright, bubbly giggles, entirely captivated by the figure sitting cross-legged on the floor right in front of him.
"Oh my~ So cute!" She cooed, not believing Fedor could be this social with Kira, even though he was never social to the others.
Sitting on the plush rug, softly cooing at the Kitsune heir and gently waving a small, carved wooden toy to keep his attention, was Kira.
