^^Pinesong^^
Pinesong POV
"Run little fox run, me and daddy will be right behind you," My mother said her once beautiful red coat hung limply on her body, her fur matted with drying blood. I looked past her towards the once lively pack house where I was born and raised, it now sat on top of the hill it had always sat on engulfed in flames. My head was full of screams of my innocent pack mates all werefoxes like me and my mother and father. I watched terrified as my friends and family were ripped apart by werewolves right in front of me. "Please Little Fox I love you now go live for us," I pressed my nose up against my mother's neck one last time before spinning on my heel and running into the woods as fast as my little paws could carry me, that was the last time I ever saw my mother.
My eye flew open and I shot to my feet my head whipping around, I sighed just a nightmare again. I tilted my head wait, can you call it a nightmare when it's really your memory?
I trudged forward might as well get a move on since I'm all ready up. Wait I should explain well first off, hi my name is Pinesong but my mother used to call me Little Fox and yes I'm a werefox my mother was a red fox and my father was a gray fox, me, I'm a king fox also known as the Blanford's fox.
Unlike werewolves werefoxes are born as foxes and shift into humans, foxes being are main form, we also come in all different breeds well werewolves are basically only come in one breed the Gray Wolf, so why are werewolves more popular then us? I have no freaking idea.
I feel like I'm forgetting something... oh yeah I remember now, werewolves hate my kind I mean like destroy our very existence kind of hate. Why? We have no idea but they truly hate us well, what's left of my kind anyways. Since we're smaller and weaker when werewolves pick fights with us they win which all ways ends in mass destruction and chaos for us anyways.
The remaining bands of werefoxes live in terror and fear for their lives everyday well werewolves laugh and play never knowing what true fear is, it sickens me I glanced back at my back right leg a ugly pink scar wrapped around my hind leg reaching all the way down to my toes giving me a slight limp. I got that the same day I lost everything that was 13 years ago and I remember it like it was yesterday, I'm 19 now.
Suddenly a shadow fell over me and I glanced up at the sign 'Welcome to the town of Wolf Rose' it said that's a odd name I shrugged it off and continued forward.
Biggest mistake of my life.
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The Big Bad Wolf and The Sly Little Fox
WerewolfPinesong is alone in this world he is a werefox werewolves mortal enemy with no family or home pinesong is always on the move but one day he stumbles into a werewolf pack which would be fine except for the fact werewolves want to destroy all werefox...
