The dance of the foxes
When the snow glisters in the light of the moon, and the stars are shining bright, that's when the foxes come out to play at night.
The foxes have been here far longer than us. They even were here before the Ravens came here with their library's. The foxes are by far the wisest of all, and worship the moon, for the moon is the only true god. When the foxes saw the chaotic world they decided to organize it. They brought peace to the land of the Anmals.
They created the big city called Maya and the anmals were living safe. The bears and rabbits worked on the land, growing the food, while the Elephants were good for building. The most important task was given to the Ravens. They were to watch over the books in the library. The books recorded everything that happened in Anmal. And of course under the light of the moon, on the snow of the mountains stood the foxes, watching over us. But the evil was so close, the shadows were closing in and the light of the moon started disappearing behind the Cloods.
When the snow glisters in the light of the moon, and the stars are shining bright, that's when the foxes come out to play at night. To watch the Ravens read the books in the library great, built by the elephants who guard the gate. To hear the owl sing his song of time, to hear the bells and their almighty chime. To praise the moon and it's light on the snow, to keep of the shadows of the Cloods below. Beware of the wolves with their eyes of dark, run from the dog and its almighty bark. Don't look into the eyes of the hypnotising snake, don't drink the waters of the Starblue lake. Let the foxes dance outside, in the shadows of the light, so the moon can have its praise and the dance will shine and blaze.
By MeloRaven