The sky was very starry that night. The trees were swaying slowly. Moonlight cracked through the trees, shining over the forest. Suddenly the silence was broken by yowls and barks of foxes.
"What are you doing on our territory?!" A grey fox growled. "This is our hunting ground!"
A bunch of foxes were digging their claws into each other and sinking their teeth into their flesh. "It's no use," A brown fox cried, Pinning down a black fox digging her claws into his chest. The black fox let out a yowl in pain. "Their too strong!"
Arrow raised her head and looked at the sky. "Everyone stop!" She yowled.
"What is it, Arrow?" A white- gray fox asked.
"The stars.." Arrow murmured.
The other foxes looked up.
"A new prophecy has come," Midnight murmured.
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FOXES OF THE FOREST: The prophecies begin
FantasíaA new prophecy is shown from the stars, that there soon may be doom for the forest..
