I woke up in a familiar fashion, hungry and tired. What was new to me was the two fox children trying to open an M.R.E from my rush bag. "You can have one, but they don't taste too good." I opened theirs and grabbed some powdered milk and a muffin top....
Fox, Guns, Raccoon, Wolf, zombies
We crossed through most of the store until we came back to our rope in point where we say that not only was our rope gone but also the possible culprit was standing there like a deer in the headlights. "Brother!" The little girl cried from my...
Bigot, Fox, Guns, Violence (Not In Yiff), Wolf, swearing