A bush rattles a twig breaks under the foot of a average sized women with a baby wrapped in her arms she is running... running from what you might ask... you don't want to know you don't want to see... you certainly don't want to feel the terror that washes over the woman when the creature catches up to her ... this creature with claws fangs and pointed ears had a fiery tail protruding from his rear... his claws a fire as he diggs them into the woman... the firey beast eats away as the babe continues to slumber under her mother thinking that they have only stopped to rest... -

-the cold corpse of her mother rest upon the waking babe.. she has no idea that there is a blood thirsty fire fox lurking in the shadows... but this is not the same beast that had attacked her mother but it was a vixen that happened upon the corpse...her smelling the blood and gore drawing her closer to investigate... her pups whimper to her wanting food she walks up to find the gurgling babe reaching up towards her babbling -

-the vixen jumps back afraid that the babe was dangerous but finding no harm in the flailing limbs she approaches and looks the babe over speaking in her wolven tongue the babe tilts her head then learning quickly makes sounds to say the same thing back to the vixen-

-the vixen speaks again in her tongue- little thing should not speak to me...for you are ...- the vixen sniffs the babe- a... human... a genius human that is to be able to speak thy's tongue... -the babe repeats all that is said with amazing accuracy then says one thing that the vixen did not expect- are you to be my mother?... -the vixen not seeing no harm the human hesitates having lost two of her own pups to illness then agrees for she wants her pups back but for now trying to replace them is the only thing she can do... -yes... can you crawl?... - the babe twists to get on her belly then wobbly gets to her hands and knees to follow behind the rest of the pups back to the vixens den...- a/n for writing purposes the vixen shall now be known as mom...

-as the small group come closer to the den mom looks about more acutely and warily sniffing about for any danger... then... leading her bunch into her den she stiffens and growls... the three pups knowing their mother quickly pop into the hole but the babe didn't know what was going on and she had sat down to start wailing when a snarling male came upon her licking his chops... the vixen jumped into action grabbing the male by his neck and bodily throwing him away from the one she planned on raising as a protector of her race... who knew the human's tongue - she is not to be touched! foul beast be gone.. you may have sired my pups but you do not rule my life! ... -mom growls ferociously at the male who seeing he was not going to win against an angry mother flees. the vixen turns back to the babe and gently speaks to her- when i growl that mean you must run for safety do I make myself clear? -the babe is shaking but she nods almost falling over. the vixen chuckles tapping the babe pushing her for the den entrance - your name shall be Ryx...