Foxes Inner Wolf

[JFoxx]

Another short story I made  today on my trip up to Vancouver, that I would like to share.. Called "A Foxes Inner Wolf".


Running so free; deep within the woods. A happy fox, so spontaneous and filled with so much energy and joy, runs wild amongst its other fellow foxes; playing its games.
The fox would proudly run for hours on end with the others, enjoying the nice, cool breeze of the wind brushing through its rough yet soft like fur.
The fox could not imagine anything better than what it has already. Often it would put up a fight to get its food for the day, but it was a strong hunter that would always see the positive optimistic side of things and turn its daily chores into fun games.
It quarrels amongst other foxes now and then when they often find some disagreement, but in seconds the quarrels would turn into play fighting. As both would soon realize how ridiculous both would get and make the fight absolutely more ridiculous in a humorous way.
One early morning the fox gets up to start its day with its mischief  and fun adventure for the day.
Feeling just as adventurous than ever before, it decides to take a morning stroll through the woods and would playfully chase the other wild friendly critters; such as squirrels and rabbits.
The fox soon stops in its tracks, finding a mysterious boxed object laid out peacefully, just a few inches away from the fox.
Curiously the fox goes to expect the box, taking some caution; as it slowly approaches up to it. The fox begins to circle around the quiet boxed object, while pressing its nose up to the box and sniffing it.
As it prods the box with its wet nose, it slightly pushes the box; almost tipping it over.
The fox jumps as it was startled by the box at first, being caught off guard, but soon finds how harmless the box really is.
Playfully, the fox begins to continue on trying to tip the box, circle it and jumping over it.
The fox discovers a open space to walk into the box, as if it can be made into a neat stylish den; fascinated by this box, the fox would think how jealous the other foxes would get if it brought it back to show off and kept as its den. It would be a pretty popular fox!
The fox goes inside the box to expect it more, but without taking caution; as it has already determined the box to be a harmless and lifeless object.
Suddenly; a cage closes behind the fox; spooking and trapping the poor thing.
The fox begins to panic as it tries to gnaw on the cage in attempt to break itself free, but there is no use.  Poor fox becomes so uncomfortable, afraid and alone; trapped in this box. It starts to feel so helpless and gives up, as it would lay there and wait to see what will happen next.
Often it will call out for help and wait to see if any of its companions would discover him being all caged up, and help him free.
As the day slowly turned to night; the fox still remained caged, feeling more hopeless and for the first time, it felt like everything in its life was becoming more serious and not as fun anymore.
It felt as if it was going to die in that box; alone... Just as it had given up, something was able to lift the box with him still being inside off the ground and was flying off to some dark place...
Everything became pitch black for few hours; which felt for days or years, time didn't seem to exist anymore.
You could imagine the fox would be scared and terrified, but the fox was still breathing and knowing it was still alive, it kept strong and would soon learn to entertain itself with its imagination and trying to make up some sort of fun game to play.
Eventually light was revealed again and the fox was free!
The fox runs away from the box, hoping to return to its home, but it soon realizes this was not his home. Its surroundings seemed very different and the other foxes there seemed very unusual and were just strangers to him.
The foxes here were very lazy and negative; being so new to the area, the foxes would pick on him in there own sense of twisted fun and humour.
So the fox did one thing it could think of... Run away!
It would run and run to the other side of the woods and suddenly it hit some invisible wall; frightened more than ever and confused, it kept running hoping to find a way back home.
There was no use... as the fox would always come to meet another invisible wall preventing it to get any further than it got now. It soon gave up and collapsed onto the ground and started to cry for the first time; it has never in its life experienced this much emotion.
The fox would see strange beings looking down at it, standing behind the invisible wall and point at it; laughing and making these strange noises that it did not understand. It would hope these strange beings would put it out of its misery, as it has already given up; but these beings would just stand there watching him and mocking him.
Another trapped fox who was a little bigger and more tougher, discovered him being so helpless, scared and sad. The bigger fox approaches the frightened one and lays beside him; watching him cry and be so pathetic.
The bigger fox doesn't say much and frankly the frightened fox did not care of its presences, as it knew it would probably pick on him and make things worse. The little fox just wanted to be left alone to die.
Over the passing day the little fox would not eat, join with the other foxes, or even have any motivation or inspired to even get up and move from its spot.
The bigger fox however tried to make it eat, by bringing some food over and tried to make it more active by attempting to irritate it and not leave it alone.
With all attempts to irritate the little fox, it managed to finally make some progress as the little fox would get moody and snap back at it. The bigger fox soon makes a game out of it and roughing up this tiny fox, while this tiny fox did not know that this tough big fox was helping to shape it up.
As days passed the tiny fox soon accepted this tough big fox to be its one friend and the two would isolate themselves from the other pathetic foxes and just play there games by rough housing and quarrelling.
The tiny fox began to eat more, play more and soon find itself with the other foxes and join in on there thought to be sick twisted games. This tiny fox was now one of the big foxes, and now it would join in roughing up the new foxes that would find itself being put into this strange place.
Eventually its best fox friend has died, due to sickness and it started to feel alone again, but instead of crying it started to become more vicious and rough, because it was the only way it knew how to cope with life now.
Soon it became to fight other foxes and even attack these people that would offer it food, or try and touch it... It was becoming out of control, blinded by anger.
Soon the fox finds itself back into darkness again, only this time it was not afraid or upset. It waited to see where it will end up now.
The fox was released back into a familiar area it has once known before; only it couldn't help but find it different and unusual. As it ventures further into the woods, stumbling across familiar areas. It finds itself back to what looked to be what was once its home.
New smaller foxes still inhabited the area and were playing amongst each other in the same old games it use to partake in. All having so much energy and fun.
However; this fox forgot what it was like to experience that kinda fun and thought all the smaller foxes to be very pathetic and ridiculous. It would push all the little foxes around like it has been doing for some time back at its other place.
However the foxes would not tolerate its behaviour and he would soon find himself alone again and again would experience for the first time, being rejected and ignored.
The fox started to grow upset again and was starving... It had forgotten how to hunt its own food, as it was always hunted for him back at its old place...
This place seemed so different... so childish... yet so.... confusing?
The fox wandered off and laid there, like it had did before discovering the last place.
It waited and waited and grew very hungry, very confused, very alone and it started to cry again. Feeling so unwanted and rejected.
A tiny fox finds him there crying like a baby and begins to find it so amusing at first, but then soon realizes how pathetic it was being.
The tiny fox walked over to it and started to push it playfully and nip its ear and just irritate the big fox.
The big fox was too weak to bother, so the tiny fox left and came back with more tiny foxes and offered it some food.
The fox ate the food and started to get some energy back, but was deeply confused and so the tiny foxes started to teach and show the big fox how to hunt, how to have fun and enjoy life again.
The big fox was finally home... and so the big fox would teach the smaller foxes how to be rough and tough like him as the tiny foxes would teach it to be playful and how to have fun.
And so the foxes started to learn and adapt to the odd change and accept it, evolving to more intelligent, strong creatures.

[Mattfolx]

I would have to admit....this story got me at heart, keep it up  ^-^

[Tef]

During the middle of the story, seeing the fox trapped in the box tugged at my heart strings, being in a prison of an urban zoo, but it is a relief to see the fox return back into the wild - a happy ending of sorts. ^^

[JFoxx]

Thanks! im glad you like it.
I decided to try and go for a symbolical kinda story about taking paths in life and fitting in with others and learning to accept others and came out with that. Lol.

[Icey Dominus]

The biggest thing I could see in your writing was some of the grammar, also you had a tendency to add to many words or over use the same words to describe something. I saw the word pathetic more times than I should have in a story that short. Also words like (Kinda) that's fine when its speech but when your explaining something (kind of) and try to avoid (like or as) lol but you know that. Really I cant talk to much about grammar because that's my weakest point in writing as well. I did find your story interesting though keep it up.  8)