Chapter 20

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Chapter 20

Angel jumped as Tyco burst from the bushes. Rose meowed, “Ty-Tyco! Your back.”

He nodded and then said. “Come, I’ll show you where the foxes live.” Turning without waiting for an answer. Angel was the first to follow then the others slowly came along.

Tyco was a little tense but it looked as though he was sure that things would turn out well.  They padded to a large tree with twisted branches. Angel saw Tyco’s eyes flash toward it.

They traveled until they came to a tunnel that reeked of fox. Tyco turned to the group and meowed. “This is the entrants to where they all live. When we go in stick close to me or you might get lost and probably become someone’s food.”

They all nodded then followed him into the dark places.

Claw was the first to speak after they went in. “This place reeks! No wonder someone could get lost, you can’t even smell your own trail!”

“Shut up! You don’t see the foxes complaining about your stench.” Tyco snapped, from in front of them.

Claw muttered something, but nobody heard what it was and Tyco didn’t want to make him repeat it. After traveling in darkness for so long they finally saw light coming from ahead.

Tyco quickened his pace and so did the others. As they came out they found that they were surrounded by undergrowth.

“Grrrrrrrrrr!” they heard a dog bark. They turn to see a young orange fox coming out of the undergrowth. Around his head was a grey bandana. Tyco turned to the fox and...barked! “Woof, yip!”

“I didn’t think he was serious when he said he spoke fox!” Rose meowed shock. Then the fox jumped at Tyco and to their surprise, licked his face and wagged his tail.

Tyco turned to them and meowed, “This is Samuel,” then to the fox he barked. “arf, woof.” And pointed to them. The fox turned and bowed his head, then turned and padded off, looking over his shoulder and barked. Then continued on his way.

“What he say?” asked Stream, her eyes bright with curiosity. “He said that he wants us to follow him.” meowed Tyco as he followed Samuel. The others followed.

They came to a place where a bunch of foxes were. Some foxes were eating with others while young foxes played about. Old foxes were laying in the sun warming their pelts.

Once the seven cats entered, everyone turned to look at them. Then a light orange she-fox with a blue bandana around her neck jumped to her paws and raced over to the cats and tackled Tyco. She nuzzled him and licked his fur of all the dirt from the tunnel.

She yipped with happiness. Tyco turned to the others and purred. “This is Sophie. She took care of me when I was a kit.” He nuzzled her back, they touched noses then she turned to them, her gentle brown eyes full of curiosity.

Then they heard a loud bark and turned to see a full grown dark orange fox heading their way a black bandana around his head. Tyco turned to him and bowed, signaling to the others to do the same.

The fax barked to Tyco and he answered. The fox turned and nodded. Tyco got up and followed, the others behind him.

One fox snapped at the cats and Claw lashed out at him, catching his nose. The fox yelped and glared at him. He of course returned the glare, then padded away his tail held high. They heard the other foxes mutter to each other, but no one knew what they were saying beside Tyco. They neared a cave and entered.

The fox sat down on a mossy nest and looked at the cats. Then he turned to Tyco and barked. They talked for a bit, then to all the cats surprises but Tyco’s, the fox spoke.

Tyco ran out of the tunnel into the familiar place he once called home. It was covered in undergrowth. He loved the scent of fox everywhere. Then he heard a growl.

“Who dares to enter this place?” Tyco turned to see a young fox with a grey bandana come from the undergrowth. The others all stared at him in fear, or well all but Claw who had unshed claws out ready to fight. Tyco then barked. “It’s me Samuel, Tyco.”

The fox turned his gaze to him and then launched himself at him licking his cheek. Tyco turned to the others and meowed, “This is Samuel,” then turned back to Samuel and barked. “These are my friends.” He pointed to the group of cats.

Samuel turned to them and bowed then stood and padded away looking over his shoulder he barked. “Follow.”

“What did he say?” asked Stream, I turned to her and replied. “He said he wants us to follow him. then I turned and followed him into a clearing where many foxes were.

Tyco looked for a blue bandana. Then he heard a familiar yip and turned to see his fox mother Sophie racing toward them. She tackled him and then nuzzled him. She began to lick his pelt clean of all the dirt from his fur.

Tyco turned to the others and purred. “This is Sophie. She took care of me when I was a kit.” He then nuzzled her back.

Then she turned to the others, her eyes sparkled with curiosity. Then Tyco heard a loud bark and turned to see a large fox padding toward them. He bowed to him and signal to the others to do the same.

“Who are the ones you bring?”              

“Friends.” Answered Tyco, the fox nodded and padded away. Tyco got up and followed, the others doing the same.

A fox called Drake growled at them and Claw lashed out, scratching his nose. Drake yelp then glared at him. Claw retured his glared and padded on with his tail held high.

Tyco heard the other foxes whispering.

“What a daring cat.”

“Just like Tyco.”

“Why has he returned?”

“Who are the others with him?”

They neared a the foxes den and entered it. Tyco and the others all watched as the fox settled on his nest and turned to them.

Then he spoke to Tyco. “Why have you brought cats here?”

“There is a problem where they live and would like for your help.” Tyco answered.

“May I know that problem?” asked the fox.

“There is a group of cats causing trouble for them and have already kill or injured some of them.”

“Hmm, and you think we would want to help a bunch of cats?”

“You might or might not, but it’s worth a try.” He replied.

“Tyco I swear to Starry Fox that you are the only cat that can ever get me to do the most cat-brain things.” Sighed the fox, then he turn to the others and spoke in cat.

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