[ A normal fox wouldn't be able to whistle at that number. (Then again, a normal fox wouldn't be able to talk, either.) Felix does, whistling low as he tries to remember decade-old history lessons. ]

Unfortunately, I'm no history buff. There's no telling if we're from the same world or not.

[ He definitely caught that lack of introduction, too. So he prompts, ]

So, what do you want me to call you? "Centaur Champion"?