Chapter 4 (Dirt)
Pitch darkness. He wasn't falling anymore, he realized. But he couldn't get up. He couldn't move! Where am I? He wanted to say that out loud, but he couldn't seem to even move his jaw. Besides, he probably was alone. Alone.....
He caught a scent, a scent that he found near his den.
Wolf! That dog who I saw. The wolf! He is here? Dirt thought. He wasn't dreaming. He knew it.
He just wanted to go back home
To his den. But he couldn't, of course. He had no idea where he was, plus, he didn't even know his way back home!
Then he heard pawsteps. The dog--wolf, padded to Dirt. "You awake?" the wolf asked.
"I've been up for a while," Dirt growled. He just woken up, so he basically lied. It was hard to talk. He didn't want to talk at all.
The wolf put something wet on Dirt and Dirt yelped. "LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"
The wolf pulled back. "I was just trying to help!" SHe said innocently.
"What if I don't need help?" Dirt growled.
The wolf let out a growl of annoyance. "Your badly injured, Tree Fox!"
"Don't call me that! Its Dirt, not Tree Fox!"
"Oh, well you ARE a Grey Tree Fox."
"The BREED, yes. But my NAME is Dirt."
The wolf ignored Dirt and put the stuff on Dirt. Just let the dumb wolf do this, Dirt thought with annoyance.
Dirt woke up. Light was coming into the cave he was in. The wolf had taken him into her cave. Where's home? He wouldn't worry about that. Not now, at least.
He tried to get up but fell. Great.
The wolf padded to him. "Can't seem to get your footing," she said with a laugh.
Dirt growled. "I need to get out of here!"
"Well, of course. You probably hate me for what i am, a wolf. Highly known as savages to foxes, always starting the wars. I'm not like that. You probably also hate me for bringing that tiger into your den. It was all a plan."
"Bad plan," Dirt murmered. "Whats your name, anyway?"
"Star."
"Star," Dirt repeated. "Star."
"Yes. I should be going," Star said and got up and headed for the cave exit tunnel.
"Wait!" He barked.
She turned around. "What is it?" She asked.
"Wh-where to?" Dirt asked.
"A hunt."
"Can i come?"
"Rather not. Your injured!" Star exclaimed.
Who cares.
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