After a few minutes of flying Miles' tails began to tire so he had to land. He landed in the middle of a large mass of trees from the looks of it Miles was probably in the middle of some woods somewhere. Miles removed the map Antoine had given him and opened it. "Hmm thats strange" the young fox thought. "these woods aren't on the map. I might as well look around since my Tails are still tired" With that said Miles returned Antoine's map and began to head into the woods.
"Wow look at these trees!" Miles thought to himself "They must have been around for centuries there huge." Miles began to observe his surroundings. The trees were all as big as skyscrapers it seemed spanning endlessly towards the sky. the ground felt soft and comfortable under his feet and the very essence of the woods made him feel relaxed. "I think I wouldn't mind living here" Miles thought to himself but quickly grabbed ahold of himself and continued to look around.
After a few captivating moments Miles regained self-control and continued his exploration of the woods. A few moments later he came upon a clearing and in it sat a log cabin. Miles ran over to the cabin in hopes he could rest there. Then he froze as he read the sign on the door "Welcome to the Miles Prower residence.
"That cant be the young fox thought to himself. I would remember such a nice home. Miles decided to investigate to find out who the owner of the home was. Then again he froze for when he entered the home he found that on the ground laid two young foxes fast asleep one was dark orange with blue eyes and one tail. The other was red with grey eyes and a single tail. From the looks of it they were probably about 4 years old. Standing above them was a female fox who was bright orange with beautiful blue eyes and a single tail. Standing next to her was Miles himself only this Miles was taller.
"Is he... he m..me . He cant be he just cant Im standing right here. How can I be here and there?" said the young Miles in confusion. Miles then enters the room slowly and approaches the family.. his family closely, but they seem to not realize he is there. "Maybe maybe this is a bad dream". "This is no dream Miles Prower" came a mysterious voice from behind him.
"Whos there" questioned the young fox. "Who I am is of little importance" came the voices response "What is important is you see what I am to show you." Said the voice. "Very well then what is it you want me to see?" Miles told the voice.