The white fox was a rare animal in this continent and could only be seen near mountain areas, which was not much.
However, there was another meaning to when someone gave a fox as a gift.
It could be interpreted as a warning, or as a revenge and for Cane to give the king a bloody fox, it was clear to see that his intention was the latter, though in this scenario, since they were out hunting in the forest, it could mean completely nothing.
For now, Cane was messing up with his mind.
"Its skin will make good gloves for the queen," Cane said, the fox was still dripping blood from its eye as the red liquid dyed the ground.
King Aeon regained his composure and smiled, as he called one of his men to take the gift from the alpha.
"I thank you for that." He looked unabashed from outside, but inside, he was seething for such a malicious gesture.
"You have graced this pack with your presence, of course, I will extend the kindness." Cane mounted his horse again and rode ahead of him.
