( The Tale Of a Werefox ) He looked surprised and confused. "Wh-Who are you?" He stuttered, back in normal animal language that the wolves could understand. He seemed to only have just reacted to how close he had just been to death. I could have finished him off right then. But he is my brother and killing him wasn't the right thing to do. Although I hate him for leaving our mother, Zeal and I, and most of all, ignoring me when I needed him the most. But I just couldn't do it. He slowly raised himself from the ground and looked at me. His face showed an emotion that I can barely make out. His face seemed to be showing sympathy, understanding and wrath at the same time. And yet he couldn't figure out who I was. -~- After a war began between werewolves and werefoxes. The werefox, in the werewolves eyes became extinct. At least, that's what they believed. This is the story of a rare werefox. No she is not a normal girl. Nor, a normal fox. And this is no normal story. Astra, a werefox who is believed by all werewolves and rogues to be extinct, is forced out of her home and family. She is thrown out into the snow to fend for herself. What will happen when she saves the daughter of an alpha from rogues and is about to meet her fate? Or will she? *COMPLETED*