A little story im writing :) To Riley, for a while after he was born, the world, was dark, and safe. With his brother and his mother, he lived a life of peace, quiet, and comfort. Riley’s black fur set him apart from his mother and brother, Whose fur was soft and white. His stuck straight up, and was like prickles. The ends were tipped white, and his paws were a dark red. His eyes were a pale blue, and his ears flopped, a little. He was a small fox, part of a tiny community. There were only two other families. The brindle foxes and the silvers. Well, that’s what his momma murmured to him in the night. The brindles had a small litter, with just a female. The male had died, of cold. Riley had no idea what ‘brindle’ was, though, for he was only a week old. After two months he was out and exploring the territory of the foxes, when he bumped into a strange looking kit with brown stripes strewn across its fur. “Wow..you look weird!” He said, laughing a little. “Well..you look boring!” She said, laughing. They both started to crack up and they started to play, happily. “What’s your name?” She asked Riley. “Riley! What’s yours?” “My name is Serpent.” She said. “Well, my momma’s calling me. Bye!” Riley called. “Bye! See you tomorrow!” She said as she ran to her own den. “Yeah..See ya.” Riley said, Staring at her as they both trotted off.