I Don't Need Your Crap, Mr. Fox!

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by daisystar-

by daisystar-

Dora was on her way through the tall and towering trees of the forest she lived by when suddenly there was a loud rustle in a bush. Dora jumped back in surprise and hissed once she realized what it was.

"hissssssssssssssssssss go away thingy in the bush! I'll kill you!" Dora yelled then pulled out a knife from her sleeve. It was plastic, but she always spent an hour a day sharpening it when it became dull from usage. Dora never answers the questions, 'what do you use that knife for? Who have you used it on?' or anything like that because the last thing she needed was to be #1 on the FBI's wanted criminals list. Oh, she's on there, but wayyyyy down at #23.

The rustling got louder. Dora's hissing got louder. "IM A CAT LADY GO AWAY I'LL HURT YOU!"

Something orange and lanky hopped out of the bush and Dora (from reflex) stabbed forwards with the knife. It impacted something and impaled whatever it was.

The next thing the 7-year-old heard was the sounds of death. She saw that she had killed the fox, Swiper. Dora felt a pang of guiltiness for only a moment before it vanished.

"I didn't need your crap, Mr. Fox, anyway. I think your death was planned by God. You weren't doing anything good anyways." said Dora, and she found a nearby stream to wash off her knife after she hid the body and had a nice 10-minute memorial funeral. Then she was on her way again.

BUT THEN

oh wait

wrong story part.