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The first thing you register is warmth—a heavy, drowsy warmth that has seeped into your bones over what feels like centuries of sleep. The air smells of damp earth and freshly cut grass, tinged with the faint metallic tang of autumn leaves. Sunlight filters through a canopy of oak and maple, dappling your fur with shifting patches of gold and green. A breeze stirs the underbrush, carrying the distant hum of Wayne Manor's grounds. You are curled on a bed of moss, a small, russet fox, utterly still. The argument breaks the silence like a stone through glass. "Jon, you underestimate me. I have a thorough knowledge on what canines eat. I have several of my own, a fox cannot be that different." The voice is clipped, imperious, belonging to a boy with dark olive skin and spiky black hair—Da…