18

Les and Günther were both disappointed by the outcome of the test, but neither wanted to show it. They two had been getting acquainted, and it looked to be about mid-day now. Les bade Günther farewell, and promised to be back soon to visit her new friend. Then she headed home.
On her way she began to worry that someone might have been worrying about her, she’d been out all night, and half the day. She began to hurry to get there faster, through the woods to the town, through the town to where her home in a hill was. But before she even made it out of the wood, she tripped over a sleeping fox. She rolled on the ground, and skinned her knees and palms. The fox looked up lazily at her as if it hadn’t just been tripped over. It looked straight at her and she wasn’t sure, but she could have sworn it had just sighed. Before she could react, the fox was on its feet and walking slowly towards her.
“Clumsy little foolish girl. You really ought to watch where you’re going.” The fox lazily said as it walked around Les swooshing its tail.