Sniffing at the air Silvia felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, tail puffing out as she looked up to find a fox looking at her. Not a fox, the little girl thought after she sniffed the air again, tail unfluffing. The scent of a human was clear as day and she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that this was a were just like her. Only probably the normal sort who lived as a human like her dad always insisted she needed to. Feeling a slight twinge at the thought of her dad Silvia washed it away as she padded through the water and reached a paw up to tap the nose of the fox. Because it wasn't really a fox so it wasn't like it was going to try to eat her. Do foxes have good scent? They've got to, they're hunters.
If it wasn't for her human nature then Silvia would've run the other way just at the scent of a predator. Mewing she twitched her ears and tail before dropping down to the ground, tail lashing slightly. You're a human, I know you are. But maybe... crouching down, Silvia pawed at the fox's leg. Play with me!