(not really the prompt but this is just something i wrote in school)

It had been a few minutes since Fox 8 and Fox 7 went missing, we knew that they probably went to the ‘mawl’ Fox 8 talked about in the group meeting, but no one was brave enough to go search for them at the mawl. Fox 11 said we should wait but Fox 41 said we should send a fox to search for them but said it wouldn’t be him and no one else wanted to go. So we decided to wait and pray that Fox 8 and Fox 7 came back. What we didn’t know is that there were several truks coming our way, and that soon our den, our home, our safe space, would be destroyed along with Great Leader. Everyone was so engulfed in worrying about Fox 8 and Fox 7 that we hadn’t heard the roars and growls of the truks, and felt the ground tremble in fear as the truks and yumans approached us. I ,Fox 6, noticed the truks first when I looked outside the den hoping to see either missing foxes in the distance but instead I saw 3 giant truks right in front of our den. I was very surprised and frightened and at the same time I knew I needed to act and tell the others. After I told them the other foxes and I started digging to escape the incoming threats. We foxes are amazing diggers so just as the trucks reached our den we had scrambled out of the hole we dug on the other side of the tree our den was under. We ran away from that spot and kept running until we reached the mall. We had searched and searched for any sign of Fox 8 and 7 but found nothing. We thought they could have been taken inside the mall by humans as there was no sign of them anywhere else. And with the multitude of cars and truk around us we had no choice but to run.

We had traveled a long way when Fox 11 collapsed on the ground. We were following a road so we could go back to our home if we needed to. I tried to nudge her to encourage her to keep going, but it was no use; she couldn’t get up. So we stayed there with her, until dusk, and after the several cars that passed, one stopped and two yumans came out. We growled and some of us ran and hid, but I stayed, so did great leader, and what happened next shocked us both. One of the yumans scooped me and great leader up and put us in a box-like thing! And the other put Fox 11 in another box-like thing.

I bit at the bars for a while before giving up and lying next to great leader who looked as defeated as I did. The Yumans had put us in their car, and it made me feel weird; I wanted to puke, but there was nothing to puke out.

At some point, we had fallen asleep, and when we woke up, we were wrapped up in a soft fabric and surrounded by other foxes. I pushed out of the circle of foxes and looked around for Fox 11. I saw her lying in a pile of the soft fabrics that we were in and munching on some brown pellets. And lapping a bowl of water. I nuzzled her and she jumped, clearly surprised at the sudden touch, she told me that there was food here and how the yumans had made her feel better and that they were nice. Suddenly the door in front of us opened and in came the two yumans holding two of the box things tha we were in, and they opened the box things and out came the other foxes and I gave two happy yips and nuzzled all of them.

A few days had passed, and we were living our best lives, we had toys and a shelter that the yumans had built for us! But we were still thinking about Fox 7 and 8. Fox 8 had taught us some yuman words before he disappeared so we decided to use those words.

We said in unison to one of the yumans ‘hi’ and he fell on the ground. When we checked him we realised that he had fell asleep. That was quite rude of him to do, we had practiced that one word for a long time. We tried it with the female yuman, but she just rubbed her eyes and said something like, ‘it mus be the cofe!’

After that we stopped trying and acknowledged the fact that we were probably never going to find Fox 7 and 8.

But after a few months, we were back in the car and this time I actually puked and everyone was like, ‘Eww Fox 6!’

We were then taken by the male yuman and the female yuman and were released into a forest. They then drove away and we were quite confused.

We wandered around the forest and caught a few mice. And when we found a lake on the way we smelled other foxes. We followed this scent and found a whole pack of foxesand among the other foxes who stared at us curiously we saw Fox 8! Fox 8 stood there shocked and behind him were 4 little fox kits stumbling out of a den. Everyone took turns sniffing us and liking us and we had been invited to their pack we agreed and after catching up with Fox 8 and learning about Fox 7 then telling him about the yumans we had encountered we had come to a conclusion, normal yumans were quite nice and friendly but ones with hats were very aggressive and not to be messed with.

After a few months me and Fox 11 had kits too and a few of the other foxes had settled in with foxes of our new pack. All of us agreed to stay there forever.

The end!