Across The Woods
Authors Notes:
This is my secret work that I've been keeping quiet for a little while. After watching the movie: The Fox And The Hound for the first time in years (Mainly, it was out of pure boredom and to get a feeling of nostalgia, which this totally brought due to the all star cast), I was inspired to write something on it. This will be my first lighthearted full length (Well, maybe not entirely full length) fan fiction. I hope you enjoy my slight deviation from the more mature stories I write. However, it is more mature in it's own way.
Length-wise, this is going to be seven chapters, the chapters will be shorter than my previous ones but a lot more detailed so by my guess, this story will be roughly 5-8k words so it won't be a long one.
One last note, I will put a lyric of the song I use to inspire me on the top of the chapter.
Read, Review, and Enjoy!
Chapter One
Memory
I miss that town
I miss their faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it.
"Photograph" - Nickelback
The forest was silent as the slightly out of season thunderstorm slowly moved out of the area. Eventually, the animals began to come out of their shelter and continued on with their normal lives. Among these was a male red fox. Tod had stepped out of a small hole he had dug shortly before the storm hit, four fish were stuffed into his mouth. The hole seemed to do its job well and kept the vulpine fairly dry. After making sure everything was clear, he began to head for home.
Tod stopped at a small open area of grass that was covered by the trees. He remembered this place, it was where Widow Tweed had left him after the confrontation he had between Chief and his best friend Copper, resulting in Chief nearly being killed. His ears sank down as a vision of the poor lady turning back and seeing him alone with a tear in her eye. It brought one to his as well, falling onto the still soggy ground.
He wondered how she was doing now, he wondered if Amos Slade was still the same old coot he once was. A part of him thought that he wasn't, he didn't kill him that faithful day. Perhaps a part of Amos died inside, but another part of him knew that there was only one reason he didn't shoot. Had Copper not blocked his shot, he wouldn't be alive today. It was the ultimate showing of friendship, he knew that him and the large hound dog would remain that way forever. This brought forth another memory.
"Copper, you're my very best friend."
"And you're mine too Tod."
"And we'll always remain friends forever. Won't we?"
"Yeah, forever."
Euphoria hit him like a cannon, the days of care-free fun with the at the time young puppy was a great time for him. He missed that time and his old friends. He reminisced on how much he wanted those days back. But at the same time, he felt as though he may have something better now.
There was no sadness anymore, a wide smile appeared on the vulpine's red and white face. He put the fish down for a moment and sat down, looking toward the road that Tweed headed off as she set him free.
"I wonder if she would recognize me?" He thought aloud. He pondered on heading over there right now, but the thought left him as he had a much more important thing to do at that very moment. Vixey would worry about him if he didn't return to their den soon. He got the fish he caught and trotted back home, head held high in the wind.