Okay, so Stiles has a secret. It’s no big deal. It’s not like he remembers to how to shift, anyway. Hasn’t been able to do it since his mom died. Memories of running around four-legged with her, chasing her fluffy tail, pouncing in the snow— they’re all kind of hazy, now, and Stiles almost would think that they weren’t real, just half-remembered dreams from his imagination.
Then in sophomore year Scott gets bit by a werewolf, and suddenly the supernatural is all very real. Things get hectic for awhile, and it isn’t until Matt fucking Daehler asks Stiles what he can turn into when Stiles remembers.
He tells Matt it’s a seasonal thing, of course, makes something up about an abominable snowman, but his heart is racing and Stiles wondering if he gets out of this ridiculous situation alive if he could still do it.
Stiles gets out of the sheriff’s station alive, and then there’s ridiculousness with a kanima and an Alpha pack and he never really has time to try and figure out if he can still do this.
The fox thing, that is.