ꕥ — Tiny paws scuffed along the ground with a small sack following as it was dragged through the dry earth. The fox kit continued walking, ignoring the pain in her paws. Her rounded ears gave an occasional twitch as her hazel orbs drooped in exhaustion. Unknown to the small child, her fear, confusion and lonelines, was projecting from her. The brown kit soon tripped over her own paws, the sack she was pulling sagged, giving glimpses of what looked like plush animals. Exhaustion hit stronger than ever, making it nearly impossible for the young kit to move her limbs. A break wouldn't hurt, would it? She didn't even know her destination, or where she had strayed from. Even her name had vanished from her mind. Who was she? Where was she? Why was she alone? Wasn't there suppose to be a mama and papa or someone to care for her? At the confused and sad thoughts, the emotions increased around her. She curled up around the sack she had dragged, whining softly.
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