Fox Poem by Fox Nekitsune
Fox
I rush through the trees
I hear them hunting me
from them i flee
Is this the end of me?
Between the rocks
down the stream
home is near
I hear them hunting me
Their snarling teeth
Their killing breath
How can this be
Between the rocks
down the stream
home is near
They bite at me
I cry from their hate
How can this be
And now as a fox i am late
dis was really good u should write one about a small little lost white wolf
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4/17/2024 8:44:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
i like this, i like the story, i think you should had made it a lil longer to let me see more of what happened, but this is good, i enjoyed it