(Book 2 of the Tales of Resors Series)
After escaping the H3 from Oakhill, View Toodle-oo learn to accept life in Spruceside Acres. During a hunt, Clover and Tuskan are captured by Nature Reserveists from SunRock Regional Park, and it is up to Geral...
But they were still in the crates. First Tuskan came to, unaware of the container he was in. Then, when he did notice, he couldn't do anything. After that, it would be the same for Clover.
It felt as if they were in a van or 4x4. The truck rumbled as the crates bashed together. It seemed to go up and down a hill. Then, it seemed to stop. Doors opened and slammed. It seemed that the truck was in front of a house.
But it wasn't, it was in front of an open field of grass and landscape. A regional park, SunRock Regional park, thirty miles north of Oakhill.
"Right, release them here. They should run off when the crates open" The two men struggled to open the crates.
"Come on, open the crates!" A man said.
The crates open.
Tuskan and Clover ran out of the crates quite quickly, not looking back but staying forward. Soon they stop and look back to find the men have gone.
"What do we do?" Tuskan asked.
"I don't know!" Clover said, extending her paw to the top of her head, blood marked the paw as she pulled it away. "My head's all over the place, Let's try finding the others."
Clover and Tuskan headed in the direction of what they think is the farmhouse. As they are not in Spruceside or Oakhill, it's not a farmhouse anymore, but a log cabin.
"WHAT!?! This isn't the farmhouse, where are... Where are we? Where are the others?" Clover began to hyperventilate.
"Clover, calm down," Tuskan said, as he looked at her, trying to calm her down. The two locked eyes as she calmed down.
"I'm sure we'll find out where we are and how we can get home so..."
Out of the window of the log cabin crawled a Chameleon, a pet. It stopped dead in its tracks, shocked to see two foxes.
"It's a chameleon." Tuskan whispered. "It can camouflage into the surroundings."
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"And can hear whispers" The chameleon whispered, staring at the two foxes. "You two cannot enter."
"Why not?" Tuskan asked.
"You are not... Human." The chameleon says, struggling with the English language.
"We're not."
"No, you are foxes. Foxes must stay outside, whereas we pets must stay in." The chameleon bragged.
"Why can't we come in?" Clover asked.
"You wouldn't understand."
"Understand what? We've only just arrived here!" She shouted at him.
"Also, who are you to boss us around?" Tuskan said.
"Sorry, I should have introduced myself. I'm Bob" The chameleon said
