The vixen

The Encounter

I was walking home from school, taking a detour through the woods when I tripped over a tree root. My head collided with a rock, and I blacked out.The last thing I remember was a rustling to the left of me.

When I came to, my head was throbbing. I felt somethingmove next to me and started to panic. Slowly I craned my neck and saw a black fox curled up next to me. She had emerald green eyes with cute perky ears and a bushy tail. She seemed to be watching me intently, as if protecting me. She noticed I awoke and stood, backing away slowly. I reached into my pocket and pulled oue my favorite trail snack. Jerky. her ears perked up at the smell and took it from me vehemently, and started munching on the tasty treat. When she finished she looked at me with a gleam in her eye. That gleam is what made me call her Sly.

She walked over to me curiously and put her paw on my leg. I reached out with caution for her to sniff my hand. At first I didn't think she would do it, then suddenly she started to rub against my hand. I started to pet her soft ebony fur. Soon after it turned into tickling. This was amazing, I was in the middle of the woods ruff-housing with a wild undomesticated, completly wild adult fox. And I was loving every second of it. It was only then did I become fully aware that the throbbing pain in my head, was at its worst. My vision blurred and I passed out yet again.

When I awoke next, my headache was minimal. A pile of berries was in front of me, I ate them with a savage hunger. Only after did I notice that Sly was nowhere to be found. Panic nawed its way into the pit of my stomach. my pulse quickened, fater and faster by the second. I felt like my heart was going to burst through my chest when I heard movement farther into the woods. A  sharp yelp of pain sounded through the forest canopy. I felt a stabbing pain in my abdomen. Adrenaline rushed through my veins, into my very core, shaking my pittiful frame. I ran further into the woods only to be confronted with my worst nightmare. A grizzly bear. It was headed right for my vixen. Filled with rage, I picked up a stick and thrust it at the savage beast. It turned around and let out a low, bellowing roar that made my insides turn into jelly. The only thought that ran through my mind was 'run'.