"It's simple: I'll just slowly approach it and then carefully pick him up. If I tried anything else, he might run away." Indigo kneels down by the fox and slowly reaches out to him. When she was about two inches away from grabbing the fox, it scratches her hand and runs off. Indigo's hand bleeds a bit but she ignores it. "So much for my plan..." she sighs and chases the fox.