WIP Rough Draft

WIP Rough Draft

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A forgotten queen. An ancient Egyptian curse. A social outcast with an incredible mind. A traditional society where your title is everything. And one domestic fox who dreams of flight. After the Great War, the world is celebrating life and peace. But not far away, trouble is brewing for a whole different society. Secrets abound in the structured world of canines, affecting every dog, wolf, and fox that roam the Earth. And somehow, dreamy, dramatic Red is pulled into this mess. She who has lived with a human all her life. She who dreams of planes. She who now has an entire world resting on her shoulders. My book about foxes. Probably very disjointed and odd. WIP. Oh, and the cover is an old picture of a fox I drew. I need to do an official cover.
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Fire Fox

It's dangerous to leave fire going while leaving camp. But some people just don't care, why come camp out in the woods in the first place? Whatever the answer is, I hope you're happy. A mystical forest is said to hold spirits of the ancient animals that once lived there, many creatures roam the forest. Some humans wish to see said beings, though they never are able to. Said for one family who decided to try and ended up with nothing, they didn't think about putting out their campfire. A young fox happened to roam where they had just left, seeing the red and orange flames dance in the blackened wood. It got closer and closer, not knowing the dangers. A simple pop and the poor baby fox's fur was set to flames, or ran frantically to get them to go away, but its efforts weren't enough, it simply burned to death, turning into ashes. It's soup now roams the forest, its body made entirely of flames, see as its journey takes him much farther than anticipated. What will come of this young fox? Will it accept its knew life or become impure like the Unrien, darkened souls that leak dangers during the night.

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