walking alone one dark and chill evening, a rustle in the dark caught my attention. I look around and listen, but nothing is there. My mind is just playing tricks on me. I continue on this moonless night, leaves scrunching under paw. The suddenly from out of the darkness I am enveloped by a cloud of warm fur, brutally hugged, and then left, shaken and with nose boop marks all over my torso and forehead. Trembling , I quicken my pace to the safety of my apartment buildings doorway. I can never report this, who would ever believe me?

[i]The clock strikes again. 8 steps left until the midnight call complete.

As it always does, the door stands before me, awaiting my egress. Only now does its visage seem to change before me, no longer beckoning me across the threshold with its friendly eagerness. Instead, it looms above, silent. Daring. All but threatening me to leave the known safety of my shelter and plunge into the forbidding miasma of the unknown that impedes my path. I hesitate, for the events of the previous night are all too fresh in my mind, the images dancing upon the inside of my skull conjure a bead of sweat to trickle down my brow.

Was it with benevolence that I was such accosted? A warning? A taste of something more to come?

I experimentally place my paw upon the handle, and recoil as if struck. The icy coldness of metal upon fun only seems to heighten my senses, bringing me deeper in media res like a dull shock.

Am I this bold?

Do I dare to leap into the waiting maw of chance and tempt fate to cross our paths one more?

Do I dare again to test this unknown force, to tempt it to go further forward into whatever game it sought to play with my person?

Do I dare give this being the chance to see me again?

Do I dare to try?






Hell yeah, I do.


*skips merrily into the night*

Skipping, prancing, heart racing such that no sound can be heard but the blood pounding, pounding like the hooves of a thoroughbred rounding turn 4. The night darker than the last, but where once fear lurked now lingers giddy anticipation. Am I being watched? Am I being hunted. Like an electric current through my spine, I cannot see, but know I can be seen. I Pause, and breathe in the chill air, a ghostly mist encircles me like a spirit, warning of doom.

I wait, I look, I listen and find only silence. The blood slows, the thrill fades. I sought, but my eagerness sours the pallet of the hunter. I no longer can sate it's hunger. My shoulders slump and the moon rises. I forlornly turn to return to the 'safety' of my now implacably dreary existence.

and bump nose first into a breast of snowy fur, a force of hot breath thrusts me aback as from an angry wind. and I am driven to the earth in a flurry of hugs and snuggles and nosey kissies. It's overwhelming it's too much the force, it's just wave upon wave of hugs and fuzzy and cute squeeks, do I flee? do I scream? do I call for help


Hells no! I hug back!!

*giggles madly*

The whiplash felt thoughout my soul and my body at this sudden change in my fate is nothing less than a thunderclap. Shock. Intrustion. Realization. Relief. Exhilaration. I can feel my mind beginning to slip, cohesive thought growing soft and fuzzy as the body I felt myself pressed against, and the warmth and emotion seemingly knitting lines connecting our two forms.

I begin to wonder, as I feel my limbs and body reacting, dancing in tune with this strange creature’s near frantic giddiness, what would come next. What does it mean, the jubilation that I feel moving like a current to the tip of each whisker? This spectre taking my life and inverting it, having come to me and now enveloping us together in a tight cocoon.

Will this be my new prison? Locked to this soft creature, seeking this joy we share?

The despair that rattles to the very core of me is brief. Heartbreaking. And burned away in another blink of an eye with the feeling of fur across my face. And my sorrowful gasp chokes into a laugh.

And the hug grows tighter.





I need sleep.

I wake with the coming of the dawn, beautiful and terrible streaks of gold and amber span the heavens. I am alone again, yet I smile. I face the new day with energy and vigor. The warmth of the creature lingers still. I smile again, and giggle. No longer do I tremble with the coming of the darkness, no more do I fear the night, never more will I be alone. I just close my eyes and the creature will be there. My heart no longer beats as one, but now in harmony with another. Footsteps no more a plodding metronome, but the beat of a summer dance.
I brush the dew from my pelt and make my way to work, a spring in my step, a song in my voice. For when the end of the day comes, the huggy monster waits....for me alone.

I am eager for that.

On one chance night, everything changed
When I came upon a friend most strange
I know what they say, it does not matter
If it’s what they want, I'm Mad as a Hatter
But I’ll tell you what, just hear me out
the truth's on my tounge and I wanna shout
hear my story, It’ll rock your socks
Because my new friend is a big, fluffy fox!

To tell the truth, I thought I'd run
But all she wanted was a hug and fun!
fled fast as she came, out into the night
and far more pleasant than a usual fright
Sundown next day, I'm out again
but now fox around, but what then?
but there's no fox. she's left, I fear
I guess I'll go home-Holy Crap! She's here!
this happiness source that'll never fail
this bundle of fur and limb and tail
I don't question this being of hug and glee
And to be frank, a reason I don't see

So next time you go on your midnight walks
Keep eyes peeled and arms wide open...

For a Holly Fox.


I ran out of stuff to say so poetry. Don't judge

that was fun

And how! ;)

this a very good picture

Thank you, I appreciate it!

your welcome, *shake hand*.

I wish I saw this in the night!!

A diving fox in the night is a welcome sight indeed!

Where are my manners...The fantasy that goes along with the picture, is exquisite!

*giggle* the frame just cried for a story, so I ran with it, then to my surprise pariah started running too right next to me, it's beautiful *giggle, snerk*

I have to agree!!

And on this night, our paths did cross
and forget our plans, it's their loss.
We raise our voice, to the fox we toast
A chapter? a hug? What shall we post?
A shot? A thought? Some rolling text
Who'll gues what Wirez and I type next?

The thanks goes to the Blue-iconed Fox for starting this snowball, But I appreciate it!

A photo, a story, a poem. I think I popped a muse fuse, need to install bigger gauge.... wireZ

All we need is a short film and we've covered it all.

Thanks for playing. *big hug*

*bigger hug* thanks for joining in with gusto! and keep taking inspirational photos!

I do hope!

I got nosebumped and hugged from behind a few times...

Tis a wonderful thing!

It needs to be turned into a documentary.

I wish I knew filmmaking. This story could make a cool music video ;)

need to bring in EZwolf *giggle* and since we're going big, have Foxamoore do the score....can dream....*chuckle*