Chp.1 Dreams of a Black FoxChapter one
Dreams of a Black Fox
Snow falls lightly all around me, dampening the outer layer of my fur. Cold air chills my lungs with every breath. I've been lying here for what feels like hours when a mouse scampers by. Muscles frozen in time spring to life as I leap straight up and land on the mouse. The mouse struggles under my paw and for a brief moment I can feel the tiny mouse's fear, the pulse going impossibly fast, the breath short and strained, the eyes desperately searching for an escape and finding none. Just as fast the feeling fades replaced by hunger and adrenaline and my jaws snap downward to deliver the final bite
And that's when I awaken. My phone droning out the same song as always, eyes adjusting from the clearness of winter and the hunt to the blurry world presented in front of me. It felt so real, why did it have to end?