"You're dead, Foxy!"
Skye pushed herself up and raised her head towards her drill instructor. Two weeks into basic training for the ZIA and this was her millionth blunder this week! And she wasn't getting any better. For a moment she stood, watching her fellow recruits go ahead of her.
She was mad. And frustrated. And ready to call it quits. Fighting back tears, she ran her paws through the fur of her head and kicked her foot. The small cloud of dirt that puffed up caught her attention.
No, she thought.
"This is the last time I taste dirt…."
The vixen gritted her teeth and dusted off her clothes, ready to be the best agent the ZIA had ever seen.