The Family Vulpes Chp7
He was a snow fox deep down, so much so that he probably wished he was born an arctic fox rather than a red one. and from what her father had told her, her mother marian had shared his sentiments.
North Guard
Sven left the train terminal, pulling his heavy wool jacket tight to keep out the sharp gusts of icy wind that seemed to cut right through his charcoal gray fur. Basil was a bustling boomtown, the main point of entry for the multitudes of furs looking...