Where it all began

They were going to have visitors, pups their own age! Excitement and Nervousness collided in her chest as she fussed with her fur, picking out burrs from her latest adventure. Her giant red fox companion, Ásta, relaxed nearby in the sun. The day was gorgeous and sunny. Barely a hint of a breeze and it was nice and warm for a fall day, a fact the fox intended to take full advantage of.

While Gossamer waited for the call she hunt for herbs. Ásta had told her about a spiky plant with purple flowers that smelt really good when it bloomed. It might no be in bloom now but Gossamer was determined to find this thing called laven… levener… no, lavender! With her nose down and her tail up she worked her way through the grasses. She was looking for something that looked and smelled interesting and she didn't know which sense would pick it up first.

Gossy's ears swiveled back as she heard the call at the border. That had to be them! "Last one there is a rotten egg!" She screeched as she raced toward the source of the call.

Ásta was on her feet in a flash. "Gossamer, wait for your par… oh why do I even bother." The fox loped after the pup and into the presence of their guests.

"Hi!" she chirped. "Are you mommy and daddy's friends?"