Hey guys welcome to a story that my friend and I are working on her user is Goldenheart13 so check her out. So this story has foxes as the main characters. Anyway let the Heart of a Fox commence.
It was a stormy night and Whitekit had snuck away from the nursery to listen to a story from the elders den. "Pst Snowfoot. Whitekit what are you doing here!?" she exclaimed very surprised. "I wanted to listen to a story I didn't think you or Riverstorm would mind. Ok" says Snowfoot" what story do you want to listen? The beginning of the clans! Ok well here it goes.
A long time ago there were these strange creatures that walked on two legs and had no fur. How did they survive like that?" interrupted Whitekit. "Well clearly they didn't survive very long because now they are gone from this place, you must stop interrupting me though if you want me to continue the story ok? Ok please continue" said Whitekit. Now these creatures drove out ancestors out of their original land in a fight that the two-leggers had. Not much of our species survived, but our ancestors moved on and met other types of foxes that were also driven out. Together all of our packs traveled to the land we now call home. When we got to our new home there were other inhabitants there that called themselves wolves who were allied with creatures named bears. They tried to drive out our ancestors when they settled there. An epic fight broke out between the wolves, bears and us. We eventually beat the wolves and bear, but our fighting had driven out much prey so we all split back up into our original four packs. With so little prey we began to fight for all the prey and for lager territory. After several years the four pack leaders decided that there had been enough bloodshed so on a night when there was no moon and the stars were the clearest they begged their ancestors to come down and guide them. They told them that they must leave the flat land area and go to the giant Mountain for that is where the prey had all go, and that they must divide the mountain evenly. It was a very strange mountain they thought, but it had the habitats and prey meant for specific foxes so they split up and now on every new moon they meet under the great trees to share clan news on that day no fighting is allowed. This was the beginning of Desertpack, Mountainpack, Forestpack, and Frostpack. Now go back to bed Whitekit" she said as he yawned. "Ok Snowfoot thanks for telling me a story." He said sleepily. As he crawled back in his nest he thought about becoming the greatest clan leader in history
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