The sky lightened as the sun began to rise signifying that the morning hours had begun. The rays of light chased away the shadows of the night highlighting the leaves that moved on the branches of trees as the wind began to blow caressing the landscape with its barely there morning chill. Animals of all shapes and sizes began to stir as the sun caressed their bodies with its warmth. Birds of all colours took to the sky their morning songs helping to awaken the once sleeping world.
As these birds flew pasted houses, apartments, workshops and farms their beautiful songs began to gently wake the residents up from their dreams of fantasy. Inside one of these farm buildings the sun began to enter a window its light caressing the oak wood floor causing the shadows to disappear allowing the room to be shown as a bedroom that held oak wooden furniture with a single bed in a wood frame of the same material.
The figure in the bed was a fox that looked humanoid it had its tail out of the bed swishing lazily as it dreamed. Its coat was a light blue with a chest and muzzle of white however, as the sun moved slowly across the bed it scrunched up its face as the sun enter its eyes from behind its eyelids. The ears of the fox twitched as bird song entered them growling a little the fox opened its eyes showing a very pale/light green colour as the noise continued the eyes narrowed in annoyance.
The fox moved to get out of bed showing that it had hands instead of paws but they were still covered in fur particular its hands were white as well. Once the fox was stood on its feet it showed that the fox was in fact a male and he walked over to the window where he could see light shadows created by the sun.
The fox grabbed the bottom of the window frame and heaved it up until it stopped with a bang starling the birds into flight.
"STOP WITH THE GODDAMN SINGING OR I WILL EAT YOU FOR BREAKFAST" yelled the fox shaking his fist for extra effect although it was lost on the birds who were long gone.
The fox calmed down slightly his raised fur settling as his green filled eyes looked out to the scenery he was presented with. The fox's ears twitched as the oak door within the room opened with a slight creek of its hinges looking over his shoulder the fox took in the rooms new occupant. A water buffalo stood there with broad arms crossed over a broad chest his dark coat peppered with grey showing the buffalo's age behind the buffalo's small ears were long and elegant horns that shined a dark grey in the limited light in the room. The buffalo was looking at the fox with amusement and love in his pale blue eyes.
"You yelling at them birds again Kit? Surely by now you know they won't listen to you" questioned the buffalo chuckling quietly when Kit's ears went down slightly as a pale red dusted the tops of his cheeks. "You know that I know that but I can't help it Jack I have to vent somehow" grumbled Kit in response as his tail flicked in frustration.
Kit turned away from the window to gaze upon his adopted father giving him his attention.
"Yes Kit you've made me aware of this but as I've explained before the flickies provide us with a natural alarm so that we don't waste the day away with our dreams of fantasy. Now come along the garden won't tend to itself and you have chores to do" explained Jack with a small look of exasperation upon his old face but countered it with a small smile as he heard Kit groan at the mention of chores waving a hand to follow Jack turned away and left Kit's room disappearing down the corridor.
Kit sighed turning slightly so that he could look out the window once more smiling he looked on proudly as he watched some of the other farmers begin their day tending the fields of Silverhill.