Chapter 2
Otterpaw jumped back in surprise, and so did Reedpaw. The little tan creature peeked out from behind its extremely bushy tail and looked at the young cats in fright. Its golden eyes were so large with fear that Otterpaw felt sorry for the young tan/brown fox. Reedpaw padded over ever so slowly and asked Otterpaw if they should try and get the little helpless creature back to camp. When the young, tan cat asked this, the tiny fox whimpered; "please oh please don't hurt me, my mama was just taken away from me by the shadow of death, I am lonely and frightened and I promise not to ever hurt you if you just save me, please."
Reedpaw and Otterpaw looked at each other in surprise. It could really talk! Otterpaw softly mewed; "we will not hurt you, as long as you do not hurt us. Now little one, what is your name and how did you end up here? You do not look like you belong here at all, and you look very hungry." The little tan fox barked back; " I promise not to hurt you, and if you are so curious as to what my name is, well its Finnick, and yes, I am quite hungry." Reedpaw was the one to speak up this time. " I am quite surprised of the way you speak little one. For one so little I did not know that you could speak so intelligently! You may come back to our camp, I guess. But you must wait by the entrance before we let you in, just to be safe." "Ok then, I agree. Also, my mother taught me a lot before she left me so I am quite older than you think. The only reason that I am fearful and small is because of my breed. My large ears, small muzzle, large tail, and fur color is the kind of the Fennec Fox. I am not like you, at all, but at the same time, we are all connected in a way you have never imagined.