The Fox

The fox By Claire Tsai

As far back as the red fur fox can remember, he was living beside this waterfall. He had never seen his family and was always alone. Sometimes, a man was wearing a black cloak standing and staring at him from a short distance. The fox thought that man is mad because not any normal person would stand by a waterfall all day long monitoring a normal fox. He is nothing special, nothing needed to be monitored. One day, when the sun prided through its way to the fox’s eyes, the fox decided to do something special, to find his parents! He felt extremely lonesome living here by himself, doing everything on his own also took away his innocence and purity since he was a child. Therefore, under the dazzling sunlight and the gentle breeze, the fox got on his way. Unfortunately, after marching for a while, he realized that the weird man was following him. “Who are you and why are you following me?” the fox said, sullenly. The man seems shocked that the fox talks to him. He replied: “I am here to help you, trust me, I won’t harm you any.” “You wish,” the fox jeed, “I don’t need your help.” “You sure you know the location of your family’s house?” The fox didn’t reply. The fox realized that the man was right after meandering aimlessly along for an hour. Quite awkward, the fox thought, begging for help from that mad man. But he still turned to the man and asked, “Humm, would

you mind giving me some advice on the location of my parents’ home. Do you know where they are?” “Follow me.” The man said. Even the fox could not see his face, but he could tell that the man was smiling in his voice. They chatted on the way to the fox’s parent’s house. The fox found that the man has a kind heart through their dialogue. Sooner as he thought, they arrived. This was a gloomy and moist nook in the forest, every piece of sunlight was blocked by the heterogeneous plants. They can even smell the dirt here. There is a clean little cabin, which doesn’t fit this dirty place at all, standing in the middle of this land. The fox was a little nervous about seeing his parents that he had never met. “This is it, you can go in.” the man told the fox. \"How can I thank you for this?” asked the fox. The man bent down and said, “Just promise me to stay safe, you hear me?” the man reminded him, and seemed to be anxious. “Okay, I’ll be alright, thank you very much.” The fox was confused, how could it be dangerous? How could their family hurt him? But he still made a promise to the man before stepping into the cabin. Then, he took a deep breath. The fox pushed the wooden door open and saw six foxes lying on the couch, same as his daily life, but there is a disparity between the red fox and his family. Different from the red fox, they are all covered with white fur. The fox had a harbinger. All of a sudden, uncertainty, hesitation, creeps, and all the negative mood crown upon his head. “Dad?” he said with full of suspicion and realized that everyone turned to him. “Mom?” Everyone was staring at him, his leg numbed the second he saw them.

“Uh ah, let me see. You are the pitiful little guy that I left beside the waterfall, aren’t you?” said the older male one, who might be the father. The fox was too frightened to say anything. “Of course he is, honey.” said the other female fox, who might be the mother. “Look at his red fur, still that unattractive and disgusting, ha.” The fox was completely taken aback. “My fur color?” the fox thought, “It’s just because of the fur color that you abandoned me?” “Let’s kill this weird guy, father,” said one of the fox’s sisters, maybe. “Sure, I would never want to see it ever, mixblood.” said the father. Fortunately, the fox finally realized he had to escape from this place as fast as he could. Opposite from the calm of the white foxes, he flung the door open, sprinted his way out of the cabin, and escaped from the family. He didn’t stop running until he was back to the waterfall. This time, he was still lonely but more sorrowful. His family wanted to kill him just because of his fur color. Suddenly, he heard a voice. “Hey!” He turned back and saw the man in a black cloak. Miraculously, the man jumped into the waterfall and came back as a red fox! “What…” the fox was having 100 questions to ask the “man”. “I am a wizard red fur fox. Your parents want me to be your godfather before you’ve born, well, of course, that’s because I despise being a white fox. I’ve always been looking after you since they abandoned you. Don’t be sad about things that just happen,” his godfather came along to him. “You did nothing wrong having the red fur as I do, never blame yourself, that’s alright. Now would you mind living with me from now on?”

“Yes, of course,” the fox is happy to have a family or a friend. “Could you tell me more about the wizard and your magic?” “My pleasure.” said his godfather. The End