The Fox Child

Annette growled to herself softly before abandoning her clothes and unlocking the door opening it...how could he do this to her... She shifted into a sleek young white and red fox and darted out the door, running downstairs and out the front entrance taking off towards the trees, wind flowing through her fur as she ran and tears soaking the fur on her face. She ran without a care in the world and stopped only when she reached a small stream, indicating the edge of the property, and sat down by it, her tail wrapped around her as she watched the water move and tried to calm herself...