An orange pelt dashed through the bushes. It leapt onto a massive rock. A white pelt quickly leapt up after it. “Where do we go now?” whispered the white one shyly. She was called Moon, a white fox, with brown-green eyes. “I-I don’t know...” said the orange fox, sighing. He was Claw. “All I know is that Gold and Fluffy can help us once we find them”. Moon watched the horizon with fear and confusion in her eyes. Claw turned his head to the female fox “We must hurry, or else they will arrive, follow me,” Claw leapt off the rock, and ran into the bushes with Moon behind.
