The fox pauses, gaze lifted and softened, caught in a moment of attention rather than alert. The wildness remains, but it is tempered by something gentler—curiosity, memory, or longing—etched quietly into the eyes.
The fox pauses, gaze lifted and softened, caught in a moment of attention rather than alert. The wildness remains, but it is tempered by something gentler—curiosity, memory, or longing—etched quietly into the eyes.