Mother

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It was spring season.The vixens are getting ready for their cubs apart from me.I'm apparently the 'odd' one out when it comes to looks.Just seeing the other foxes lovely golden fur makes me jealous.I am left alone for another spring season I've lost hope.

It was night near the river when I sat morning at my reflection.
I heard a loud shaking sound as if the bushes had been spooked. I hid immediately.My body quaked viciously, but what I saw next was a shock.
Two young cubs, wolf cubs crying at the moon, alone just like me only each other to rely on.

I took them in nurtured them, loved them. My two only children. Oscar and Hanley.It wasn't long before they met my pack.

They were always the center of attention the popular ones, it felt good to watch them thrive.My life revolved around them they were always golden at heart.

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