How I Stopped Worrying (Chapter 12)

Panting and heaving, I tried to rise back to my paws, but my strength gave out almost instantly, and I slumped back down to the concrete floor. The Flame had left me once more, and it couldn't have picked a worse time to dissipate. A dozen humans...

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The Belly of the Beast (Chapter 11)

Sleep didn't come easily that night. Between the pains of the void mounting and ebbing in retribution for my expenditure of the Flame, and the ceaseless adulation from the other foxes for fixing the den all by myself, I eventually found myself...

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Back at the Beginning (Chapter 10)

Soundlessly, the well-oiled iron ring doorhandle twisted, and the heavy wooden door to the cottage flew open with a loud slam against the shelf propped up behind it. Hunched over and bracing herself against the open door, stood a middle-aged...

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Dry Run (Chapter 9)

Bright morning light warmed my face as the tree cover broke and the rising sun shone on my furry orange face. After the short trek from the den, I had finally made it back to the road. On the far side of the pavement stood the bus stop...

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When the Sky Fell (Chapter 8)

The evening air had grown thick with moisture. Hot, oppressive humidity stuck to my nose, and I took in a deep breath before licking the tough, black skin at the tip of my muzzle. Now lightly dampened properly, I could clearly smell rain in...

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Return to the Den (Chapter 7)

# **\*Tweet\* \*Tweet\* \*C**** hirp\*** The sounds of a sparrow stirred me from my slumber, and although I kept my eyes closed, I became acutely aware of the room around me. Nestled next to me in a warm ball, was the Vixen, having curled up...

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Into the Void (Chapter 6)

_Blackness._ _I was lost in an ocean of pure, unbroken darkness. I couldn't tell if I was awake or dreaming. _ _The breath in my lungs felt frozen, unbreathing. I couldn't tell if I was alive or dead. _ _The sounds...

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Working Like a Dog (Chapter 5)

I awoke the next morning with the Vixen standing over me, sniffing and prodding my ear gently. The night had gone quickly, but that was because I slept comfortably for once with her snuggling against me. With a great, tongue-curling yawn, I...

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The Fox and the Flame (Chapter 4)

_What are you doing in my house_, I demanded with a low growl. Despite my thoughts dwelling on her throughout the day, the events of the night had put me far from the mood to entertain guests. She cocked her head to the side, perhaps...

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Barking Mad (Chapter 3)

# \*YAP\* \*YAP\* \*YAP\* "I don't know where the occupant is. The door was unlocked and there were two foxes in the apartment," Miles said into his cell phone, keeping one hand over his free ear. Standing in the doorway, he turned to the...

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Return to the Bus Stop (Chapter 2)

# \*BZZ\* \*BZZ\* \*BZZ\* The alarm was going off again. It was another crummy night of sleep, complete with tossing and turning, and a ceaseless, nagging feeling that I should be nocturnal now. I had been a fox for a week already, and...

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Bus Stop (Chapter 1)

# **\*BZZ\* \*BZZ\* \*BZZ\*** The alarm was going off again. It was another crummy night of sleep, complete with tossing and turning, and kicking off the covers, only to find their absence distracting, and then pull them back on later. ...

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