"Baba Violette brought me here, and we have my little cousin, Bitsy." Bitsy would not be nearly old enough to remember Fox from back home, but Baba Violette ever the head of the family and sharp of mind would have a few words to say about the reappearance of the Kitsune back into their lives. The woman tried to take care of family first, then she had a soft spot for strays- just still with a strong hand behind it.
"Three tails? You're getting old, vesh jukkel," he teased. If there was anything he did know about his own kind, it was that little changed about them as they aged or re-aged. No extra feathers, extra fire, just the same bird for eternity.
"Who don't you like?" He asked curiously as he offered the rest of his breakfast to the girl-fox and leaned back in his chair. Orion had tried not to pay much mind when she had changed into the clothes piled up, but it took more distraction as he had tried to piece together moments of their past in his head. The Balkans seemed so far away.