Foxcraft *The Taken*

Number 1

        Isla🔥
      My paws slipped on dry earth. I kicked up shrouds of dust as I hurtled toward the fence. Swerving to avoid it, I righted myself and dived under the splintering dead wood. My pursuer was gaining on me as I grasped for the wildway, the tangle of greenery on he other side. I caught he rich aroma of hazel and cedar, the quiet and peace of the world beyond the web of grass
     His shrill cry shattered the silence.
     With a huge surge of panic, I squeezed beneath the fence. Clods of soil clasped at my belly, tugging me back. My heart thundered in my ears. For a instant the dead wood enclosed me, pinning me to the earth. The grass mocked me, tickling my whiskers.
    With a desperate shake I was free, lost in the green maze of the wildway. Stooping snowdrops bobbed on their stems, snaps of white light
     I held my breath.
     A pointed snout poked under the fence, stabbing the air. The foxes amber eyes caught mine, the black slits narrowed. Fear murmured at the back of my neck. I calmed myself; I was safe: he was too large to shuffle beneath the fence. He smacked against it with a growl, his slender black foreleg reaching through the gap,
his claws grazing the earth by my paw.
   I reared back, keeping my eyes on the fence. He couldn't go any further. He knew it too; he drew himself away, his leg disappearing behind he fence. I could hear him pacing. Flashes of his mottled red coat were visible each time she passed the gap. Then he disappeared from view and grew quiet. I was quiet too, inhaling the air.
   I sensed the fox. The shape of his body.  The silver-and-gold dappled brush of his tail. I pictured the color in the eye of my mind and felt the bristles of his tail hairs as though I was touching them. For an instant, I saw the far side of the fence and tasted he frustration that tingled on his tongue.
     I knew this fox like my shadow
     My ear rotated. A bird was cawing in a nearby tree. It was large, its feathers glossy black, and it paused when it spotted me. It dipped its beak, stepping nervously from foot to foot. Then it's arched it's shimmering wings as though summoning storm clouds. With an angry caw it rose in the sky.
Wood Shrieked and I spun round, my heart lunging against my chest. He had thrown himself at the gap! He burst through in a shower of wood chips. My stomach clenched and I bolted, plunging through the grass. I threw a look over my shoulder and saw him, for an instant, as he hunkered to the ground.....

A/N
This is just a little part of the chapter 1. Chapter one is almost done and this took my 2 days to type all this on a small Iphone😂 I hoped you enjoy this story and favorite this, add this book to your reading list I will try to update this soon and peace💪🏻😘

Abbey