Chapter 9
Calix quietly entered the cabin, shucked his raincoat, and hung it on the hook on the back of the door. A little concerned that no one greeted him, he followed his nose to one of the bedrooms. Inside, he found two cots pressed up against the single bed. Both empty, however the bed wasn’t. Mitch held the center position. Dev snuggled up on his right. Cain, in wolf form, used his left arm for a pillow. The little fennec fox stretched out on Mitch’s blanket covered chest, still crashed out asleep.
For a moment, Calix could only take in the sight. Amused and amazed, he simply shook his head.
Mitch, though new to the preserve, seemed to be an instant hit. Social butterfly. At least when it came to some of the regulars.
Having never been one of those people, Calix could only imagin
