A male fox is looking for a mate.

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    Bolt walked to a cave that wasn't dark but it had light. The floor seemed like it had snowed because of the cotton. "This is my home."

    She gave off a warm smile and layed down her small, delicate body, rapping her tail around her nose.
    She curled her body, making a spot for the charming male to come and lay beside her.

    Slowly, she got up and walked out of the den, the cold frost hitting the roof of her mouth.
    She looked back to him and smiled.
    She padded into the den and took her paw to to the cotton.
    Gently, she wrote in the cotton, * Be My Mate*, and then walked our of the den, going off the bathe in the cold, crystal clear water.

    She got to the water and slowly walked in, getting her belly-fur soaked with water.
    She dunked her head into the water and then gracefully, walked out of it, finding a nice lilac bush, and rolling in it, getting a lilac scent stuck on her pelt.
    She walked back into the den and slipped into the darkness, her heat-scent giving herself away.
    She sighed and stood next to him, brushing against his warm flank.
    She stopped and paused by his ear whispering, " Of course".

    She closed her eyes and silently thought about what their pups may look like.
    Wait, was she crazy?! She couldn't be left alone once again! Although, she very much so wanted to carry his pups. But she couldn't, could she? Was this whole idea a bad one? Was agreeing to be his mate once again, a bad decision? Would he do the same as the other male? How could she worry about the past when it was the future? What if he was the other males brother? Oh! The Horror! But she couldn't think negative, no. she couldn't. She loved him and that was all that mattered.

    She smiled and opened her eyes.
    Hearing him say that, meant the world to her.
    She could never let him go, she loved him.

    Cloud snuggles closer to Bolt.
    Her pelt slowly moving up and down.
    She peered up to Bolt and sighed.
    " Do you want pups? " she asked quietly, her pelt turning hot with embarrassment.