She still moved toward the door, even if he made no move to harm or stop her. She didn't expect him to believe her or to understand. The goal was to get out and as far away as possible, as quickly as possible. She was ready to bust through the window.
"A fox. Not all Kitsune are evil; I'm not. I am somewhere between a zenko which are kind and celestial, and a yako which are mischievous. I am neither one nor the other." She hated explaining it because even when she was given the chance she was still pushed away and forced to give up the one thing she had learned to care about at a given time. "Now let me out! This has to end!"