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Don't know why I wrote it, but it might turn out good so I shall continue.
The fox swerved through the trees panting as it ran. Its footsteps were silent as it ran from the wolf. It was a game they frequently played, but the fox feared that this time it might lose. The wolf wasn't any faster or stronger, but he had friends this time who didn't play for fun. The fox winced looking back on the scratch on his tail where one had tried to bite him. He made a leap as he got to the ridge going down one level at a time. He saw before him a small farmhouse and made his way towards it.
It sprinted hearing the dogs' yapping behind him. He ran through the farmyard waking up all the animals and starting a panic. The dogs tried fighting through it all, but ended up frightening one of the horses which forced them into another direction. The fox strolled out of the farm and made its way to his secret spot in the forest. It was a small island in the middle of the pond with a single tree growing on it. He would often lay there and watch the stars at night, but he didn't care about that now.