Foxy's POV
'I... I can't believe I did it...' I thought to myself. Yesterday I was just fine! I was telling a story to a little girls birthday party.. I lost control. I didn't mean to bite her. Chica.. Oh lassie.. She looked so frightened. I'll never be able to say how I feel. They all hate me.. I hate me... I peaked out of my curtain and saw my cove... A complete mess! My stage is stained with blood and the sand has some drips as well.. All the chairs and tables are all over. I get up from my corner, I tidy up a little.. Stacking the chairs and sliding the tables to one side of the cove... I walked by the door and picked up a headband that was yellow and had feathers on one side.
"Oh lassie... I love ye so much.." I said as tears rolled down my face.. I dropped my ears and my tail hanged and dragged on the floor. I got back on the stage and closed my curtains. 'I love ye Chica' I said in my head as I fell back asleep.
