Fabrication

I ran through the pitch black forest, having fallen and skinned my knees a few times. My face had been lashed at by stray branches, I imagined I looked like I'd been apart of a B.D.S.M Orgy, but with clothes on. Everything hurt, and all just to get out of the rain. I couldn't even remember how I got here. One moment, I was dreaming of an old childhood friend I hadn't seen since we were midgets (my representation of her having grown up, of course), the next moment, my pants are wet with the one thing I wouldn't expect; water.

Woken from a nice sleep, in a fowl mood because it was a steamy dream and I was just about to put it in, I began to scurry for the nearest shelter. Suffice it to say, I hadn't found anything yet. For once that evening though, fortune smiled upon me as a particular patch of darkness caught my eye. It was the kind of darkness you'd find in a cave in the middle of the night. What if there's a bear in there? I thought to myself. And a chair as well? Shut up brain. I'm pissed off, and I'm starving. A bear wouldn't register as anything short of Breakfast, I'm that hungry. I argued with myself. The first sign of insanity. It'd been going on since I was born.

Hurrying into the cave post-haste, I was somewhat relieved to discover it was empty. My stomach wasn't so relieved. Why am I so hungry anyway? I usually go hours after waking up without eating. I asked myself. During my school years, I'd traded in breakfast for more time to sleep. Unfortunately, that often bled into the weekends too. Normally I wouldn't miss much, because Dad would often burn the bacon, but the smell of the traditional bacon and eggs always left me wanting.

Suddenly, without warning, the wind picked up and my Goosebumps suddenly got Goosebumps. Being clothed in little more than some underwear, pyjama pants and a tank top, I was surprised my balls weren't shrivelled up... any more than they were by nature. To sum it up, I was lightly clothed, soaking wet, freezing cold thanks to those two things and the addition of the wind. I was in for one fucker of a night. With any luck, the cold would bring me into unconsciousness very soon and I could pick up where I left off with my oldest friend.

Lying on the cold floor, I tried my best to get to sleep. Just as I was about to nod off, a sound beyond the raging wind and the rain, thunder and Lightning all striking the ground at different frequencies, reached my ears. It was a subtle thing at first, I almost didn't hear it. And I couldn't see for shit. So I had to rely on sound for the time being. It came again. The distinct sound of an animal. It was a delicate yip, like that of a small dog, or a medium sized one with no balls. As I listened to the sound, making sure not to make any noises myself, my eyes slowly focused to the darkness, and I could make out shapes. It was kind of like those shadow puppet shows, only these shadows were sharper.

Another yip sounded and I caught the form of a tiny animal entering the cave. At first, I thought it was a dog, but the ears were too pointy and large. Then there was the tail. It was bushy and waved with the grace a cat's. No, only one canine had a tail like that to the best of my knowledge. It was a fox. A very young one given it's size. Up close it might have been about as long as my shoulder width.

With the wind blowing towards me, the little fox couldn't see nor smell me, but thanks to the occasional flash of lightning and the general dark, but pale purplish hue of the night sky, I could see it. I could hear it too. It's slender figure wasn't much to go on, but I figured it must have been female. I didn't understand much about the anatomy of a fox, but I figured the males must have been slightly bulkier in the leg department.

My theory about the wind blowing my scent away from her must have been slightly off. Given the cave had only one way in or out, the wind must have circulated, my scent carried along with it. The fox stopped her approach just feet away from me. I decided the panic would have been too cruel, so I shuffled slightly to make my presence known to her. I watched her as she made a one-eighty for the cave mouth, but skidded to a halt at the sound of the thunder and the flash of lightning. My eyes couldn't keep up with her and I felt a ball of wet fur crash into my chest, curing up. She'd taken a chance with me. Hungry as I was, I wasn't about to make her regret that chance. Besides, she wouldn't have touched the sides, she was that small.

My mind made up, I scooped the little fox up and brought her closer to my chest, using my arms as a shield from the wind. At least my torso would get some warmth from her fur.

"Good night, little fox." I whispered to her. The small bundle in my arms registered by shifting her position slightly. I felt her face nuzzle between my shoulder and my neck. I knew she wouldn't be there in the morning, but she would have served her purpose that night. As would I for her. The last thought that went through my mind as I drifted off, was the question I'd been asking myself since I woke up in this freezing hell; The Fuck is this?!"