Gift #7
Your new pup was friendly with everyone. The day she had come to live with your pack, she was already friends with most of them. It was good for you, as that meant she would always be with another wolf, so you could nap between pupsitting. One afternoon you wake from your nap and don't see her around the other lounging pack members. You ask if anyone has seen her, and they all begin to look. You whine in worry, sticking your nose to the ground to find the lost pup. Your head pops up when you hear her giggling. She walks into the den clearing, another small canine behind her. You gasp, seeing the fox. She blinks up at you innocently, showing all her teeth in a big smile. "I brought another friend home! Can he stay for dinner?"
Guayaba brings you: island fox decor!