He turns and takes off running as quietly as he can, which is surprisingly quiet. Apparently being a fox means he also gets to enjoy the quickness and quiet steps of one. Being barefoot also helps as he scurries down the hallway.

He quickly looks in each of the rooms for something that might be big enough to conceal him. What he finds is the boutique. He spots the large round metal racks that the clothing is hung off of. Without even questioning whether he can fit of not, he dives between clothing and conceals himself in the middle of it. He finds that it is the perfect spot to fit him and all his tails.

He moves the clothing so that there are no gaps that would give him away as he sits down on the floor. Those tails settle around him to try and take up even less space in his new hiding area.