Laughing at the play, the kitsune wiggles onto his back just so he can playfully batt at the dog demon with soft paws, tails wagging. Zishu doesn't care if he looks silly!

But he sits up when Sesshomaru shifts into the humanoid form he's seen more often, one ear cocked as he debates what to do. Instead of immediately suffering the pain of returning to his normal state, he cheekily leans in to lick at a hand, nosing it as if in apology.