Ok, thought I'd change my tact a little bit. I've recently been watching Narnia, and have completely re-fallen in love with the fox. (I thought he was a cool character when I saw it at the cinema, and am now reliving it!) Anyway, all annoyances from Rupert Everett in Shrek 2, as Prince Charming forgotten...Mr. Fox rules! Please R&R!
The fox was curled up on a snowy rock, but he wasn't asleep. He had his eyes open, and was alert to all that was going on around him. Not that there was a lot going on, in the snowy wilderness around him. But he wouldn't let his guard down. It may be a wilderness, but in Narnia, there were always enemies around, these days anyway. It wasn't really safe to be out in the open.
But, Mr. Fox had been told to be here. Someone of great importance had asked to meet him here, and here he was waiting.
Suddenly, the snow-covered bushes around him rustled. He lifted his head to where the noise came from, and got to his feet.
From the bushes, first the fox saw two golden paws, and his tail and nose quivered. Then, the creature came into full view. Mr. Fox leapt off the rock he was on, scattering snow beneath him, and bowed low in front of the great lion that now stood before him. He raised his head, to stare at the majestic one, and said "Your Highness, I received your message. How can I be of assistance to you?"
"Welcome, Fox," the lion said, "I'm glad you came. I believe, you have heard of the prophecy."
The fox nodded. Aslan continued.
"I want you to gather allies. I am forming an army for the Sons of Adam and Daughters of Eve. They are here in Narnia; I can feel it. With the beavers, I believe. You must find them if you can, and make sure they are Ok."
Mr. Fox nodded. "I will find them, Aslan, don't worry."
The lion bowed his head in a nod, and the fox returned the gesture, then turned and sped off through the woods, as the great cat, Aslan watched him leave.
Mr. Fox sped through the woods. He would see to the humans, as soon as time would allow him to. But first, he would check on the faun, Tumnus. As he neared Tumnus' home, he immediately sensed something was wrong. Rounding a corner, he stopped dead with a yelp of dismay. The door to the faun's house was open, and the hole place stank of wolves. He crept up to the door, and put his head inside. The house had been destroyed. But, wait! There was another scent! He put his nose to the floor, and sniffed, just to be sure. But there was no doubt about it. The scent was that of humans. The Sons of Adam, and Daughters of Eve had been here. But Tumnus was no longer here. He must have already been captured by the White Witch's Secret Police. Drat those wolves!
But there was no time now. He had to find the humans, before Maugrim and the other wolves did. They would probably already be on their trail. With a realisation of how short time was, he turned, and using his nose, sped off in the direction he believed the humans to have gone in.