Oh, did anyone get the license of that truck? Uhh, I feel so sore yet energized. I opened my eyes to a glorious sight of a familiar waterfall, listening to the humming whoosh of the water. I grinned as I unconsciously moved up into four legs. Wait, four legs! I leaned over to peek at my reflection. Wow, I look good. I took in the sight of my glossy dark red fur, hind-high dark brown socks, and an cream-white muzzle, underbelly, and tip of the tail. I have short bangs just hanging over my light brown eyes. Not bad. Not bad at all, indeed.
Smiling, I looked up to see the sky, shining with the afternoon sun, and some clouds around. I distinctly heard birds chirping, and squirrels chattering. I turned around, heading into the forest. I smelled so many scents. I could smell the husky, slightly harsh scent of the trees. I walked quite a while, trying to make sense of the trails, then I walked into a small clearing. My paws slightly ached, so I stopped, sat to lick-wash myself, and a bit later, I heard a rusty, polite voice coming from a tree.
"Who might you be, young fox?" asked the voice as I stopped, turned my head to see the owner of the voice. I recognized the owner. Oh, the porcupine. I turned my body over to follow my head, and politely smiled.
"Oh, hello. You may call me Leaf. Who are you?". I replied.
The porcupine smiled and replied, "I am Alfred. I have never seen you around before. Have you recently arrived here?".
I casually said, "Well, yes. I am new here. I have just arrived at least a while ago. I was hoping that this forest preserve might have room for me. You see, I was from another forest, but it was getting quite noisy for my taste. I prefer some peace and quiet.".
"You are in luck, Leaf. There was another fox like you here, but she left some time ago, and the old den of hers is still unoccupied.". replied Alfred. Oh, that must have been Vixey. Strange. I wonder why she left. Something must have made her to leave.
"Another fox like me? Why did she leave? What happened?". I confusedly asked. Alfred scratched his neck, and sighed. He looked at me and considered thoughtfully on what to say.
"Let's say, she was fed up by too many males... invading her space, and saying that these boys are too much... busy fighting one another and all." Alfred slowly replied. Whoa, That made some sense since Vixey was at her prime and all, yet these boys are idiots fighting over a pretty girl like that. I don't like drama much to my taste. Oh, well, she made her choice. Now I can stay.
I nodded and thanked Alfred for the information and asked him for directions to the burrow. He gave them, and I left to find the burrow. Near about mid-afternoon, I found the burrow, and rubbed my scent all over it. There, now everybody knows that I live here and who I am. I left, smelling a faint smell of water, and I found a small river. On the rocks, I craftily caught a few fish and ate them for dinner. I went back home to my burrow to sleep for the night. I made a nest of old leaves, and went to sleep. Tomorrow I will check out the entire preserve and make a mental map so I can have usual spots to hunt, sleep, and swim, and have friendly chats with Alfred. Who knows what will come in this adventure?