Little Fox is permanently in pyjama mode. He insists he’s just “resting his eyes”, but really, they’ve been closed since breakfast. With the most persistent case of bed head you’ve ever seen, he’s perfected the art of the slow blink, and he’s a firm believer in duvet diplomacy. Why seize the day when you can snooze through it? He shares an abode with Smudge Lamb, though she suspects he thinks of her as a pillow. Still, he’s quiet and soft – dreamy company, if you don’t need much conversation.