He watched the scene with disgust. That guard was getting more and more troublesome the longer he stayed. No matter, he would deal with him along with the others when his plans came into play. He need only wait.

He was so damn close to getting that fox. Oh well, he'd just have to try again later, because one way or another he would get his way.

For now he just observed the sickening scene from afar. The bear suddenly perked up and turned to stare coldly at the spot where he resided. He almost felt concerned. Almost.

How was it that the bear could see him, when no others could? It was a rather strange, but easily ignored. What was he going to do? None of the others would believe him anyways.

He watched as the others exited the Cove and waited for the curtains to fall back into place before making his move.

"F-o-o-x-y." he sang. The man stiffened and his ears perked up and turned in the direction of his voice. "Don't bother listening to them, you really are just a monster."

Foxy flattened his ears and turned away. "Go. Away." He growled.

"Aw, what? Did I strike a nerve there Fo-xy?"

"No' really I'm just not prone to listening to the pathetic voices in my head."

"PATHETIC?! Me?! You make me laugh fox. The bloodthirsty monster who sent himself into self-exile for 20 years. That's what you call pathetic."

Foxy smirked at the air. "Struck a nerve there, didn't I?" he said mockingly.

He glared darkly at the man, before chuckling. "Keep thinking that fox. Doesn't change a thing. Not one bit. You'll always be a disgusting beast. Nothing more."

With that he left Foxy to himself and made his way back to his refuge. One way or another he would be his, and when he was the others were doomed.

When Foxy was sure the voice was gone he relaxed and leaned his head against the ship. He once again held up the fixed suit and examined the careful stitching added to it. He smirked. Maybe the new guard wouldn't be so bad after all he thought to himself.