Sunday, October 25, 2015

FoxingBox -Chapter 6- Savior

-Chapter 6-
 
 
 
Savior
 
     
 
 
      Fox stopped falling, he was confused on why he was not hurt. He opened his eyes and he saw that he lying down on something soft. It was an eagle, unlike hawks, eagles were friends with fox. The feathers of the hawk were soft. The eagle said that the S.O.F. were sending out messages to animals all around saying that there was a lost recruit. So I came out looking for you. And since not long ago a couple of fox were captured and killed by hawks, I decided to look around the hawks nest. Fox was grateful, all though he wanted to die for a moment, he was glad to be alive.
      The eagle asked Fox if he wanted to go home, Fox nodded. The eagle turned around, heading home. Fox stayed still the whole trip, he thought of what would happened if he actually died. Would anyone miss him, or would he just be another fox that died. During the flight, eagle started to screech really loudly. Fox realized that he was home already. He stood up, and saw the whole S.O.F. standing waiting for Fox. Fox felt welcomed.  


Saturday, October 17, 2015

FoxingBox -Chapter 5- Drifting

-Chapter 5-
 
 
Drifting
 
 
 
 

      Fox was already 100 yards high, but for some reason he was not startled. He calmly looked around his chest and saw brownish raggedy skin, and sharp claws. He slowly looked up and saw feathers, thousands of feathers. Fox was trying to figure out how to get down without falling to his death. He had two choices to get down to land, somehow get on top to fly the hawk, or wait until the hawk would fly over water so he could drop. He would rather not wait until the hawk would fly over water. So he tried replacing his backpack with his body so the hawk wouldn't notice him getting out. After five minutes of trying to slyly getting out, he was climbing on top of the hawk. All of a sudden the hawk jerked to the side. Fox was hanging by a feather.
      Fox was now hanging of a feather, he was slipping off it. He didn't want to stick his claw into the hawk because then he would notice him outside his claws. So he decided to let go. He was just falling, thinking of absolutely nothing. He was thousands of feet above the ground, there was no possible chance of him surviving. He couldn't see the ground yet, but he did not want to because that would remind him of death. After passing the clouds the ground was closing in real quick. He shed a tear, and closed his eyes.


Sunday, October 11, 2015

FoxingBox -Chapter4- The Journey

-Chapter 4-
 
 
The Journey
 
 
 
 
      Fox was heading home, in his own blood. He was heading towards the plane. On the walk Fox started humming a fine little tune. All of a sudden he stopped, he looked out in a field with awe. It was the plane, it was on fire, and right next to it the remains of the pilot. Fox quickly ran over to see if there was anything he could salvage, but everything was in ashes. Fox was thinking of how he was going to get home without the plane. He was about 560 miles away from home, and all those miles Fox will be thinking of home and the officer.
      Fox took his backpack with all his supplies and started to head out. He had been walking for about 6 hours until he got hungry and thirsty. He didn't want to eat any of his food in his pack. So he decided to stop by a little creek. He put his backpack down by a tree. He untied his parachute cord bracelet, took out one of his nails, tied it to the string. He dug up some dirt and found a couple of worms, put them on the nail, and started fishing. At the end of the day Fox caught five big salmon. He cooked and ate one, and he saved the rest for his journey ahead. He started walking again, it was getting dark, but Fox was not tired. It was pitch black, but since Fox was a fox he could see in the dark. He was humming the whole night, it was morning and Fox was still walking. As he walks and still humming he hears a loud shriek, it was huge hawk. Fox quickly ran into a little den, and hid. But it was too late, the hawk had seen him, so Fox ran. The hawk was closing in on him. He ran faster when all of a sudden, he feels a tight fist grab his body. Fox was now in the air.

Sunday, October 4, 2015

FoxingBox -Chapter 3- Rats

-Chapter 3 -
 
Rats

 
    
 
     Fox saw the little mouse hiding behind the brick, he told her it was all right. He told her that was nothing to be afraid. The little mouse slowly peaked her head out, and ran into a little hole behind her. Fox was confused on what just happened, he forgot about the mouse and walked to the plane. The plane was not far from where Fox was, he was tired and hungry.
     He found a little pub, in that pub, there were rats. As Fox walked in, the rats turned to look at him, walking towards the bar tender. Fox was nervous, but he stayed calm, he pointed towards a glass of water. The bar tender gave him the water, and asked for 1 dollar. Fox realized he had no money, and he had already drank the water. He stood there, eying the room, looking for an escape route. Without hesitation he sprinted towards the exit. He was not fasted enough, all the rats jumped on top of him. Fox was trying to get out, he was getting chewed and clawed up, but he just stood there like nothing was happening. It was like he couldn't feel anything, after a while the rats stood there confused. They stopped and all sat back down to their drinks. While no one was looking Fox ran out the door, he examined himself. He was completely covered in his own blood. He didn't not cry, he did not whine, he just stood there. He only thought of going home.