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I liked your post, I thought it was funny the way he was asking all those questions.  And it was really funny the way he used puppy eyes😂

 

 

Brin jumped. Someone was stroking her silky auburn coat. In her mind she wanted to snap at whoever was touching her, but she stood still. Not daring to move.

“If…you’re a talking fox do you eat like normal people food or normal fox food?”

Brin looked up at Mr. crazy who was the one who she now saw, was the one who had spoken. He was sitting on the ground beside her.

He was trying to comfort her, he pitied her. She wanted to start shouting that she was fine, she didn’t need anyone’s help, she wasn’t weak, she wasn’t a pup. She was strong and could fend for herself.

But she didn’t. She didn’t start shouting or bite him like the little voice at the back of her head told her to.

 

“Do you have super good hearing and eyesight like foxes or do you have normal people senses? Where do you come from?”

 

Brin stared at him. Her anger was starting to fade.

No! Stay angry. It feels good to be angry.

But why? Why would she stay angry at the one who was trying to help her?

because you can help yourself.

 
<p style=”text-align: left;”>“What’s your home like?” He asked.</p>
 

Brin blinked. No, she had to except the fact that she needed help.

 

No. Stay angry.

 

Inwardly she told the little voice to shut up and turned her attention to Mr. Crazy.

Brin smiled when she realized what had just happened. He had distracted her from her fear. Though not the way he intended. But it had worked. She sat up.

 

“Do you have any friends? Are all your friends foxes or do you have other animal friends?”

Brin shook her head. She didn’t have friends. In the forest, Foxes where loners. She wasn’t sad about it though. Foxes weren’t lonely either.

 

“Can I please pick you up…?” He begged, giving her the puppy eyes.

Be in laughed, forgetting her fear and anger completely. She was about to answer “no way” but Mr. Crazy took the laugh as  a yes and scooped her up.

Brin’s lips curled up in a snarl. No one would cuddle her. Ever. She started to wiggle away but she stoped short.

That feels goo…what am I saying?! Ok. Fine. It feels great, but enough is enough. 

“Let me go” she said, trying not to sound to mean. She wiggled away and shook herself of.