Foxes in the Forest (Fitzy)

He was lost in the forest. Stumbling around looking for his mummy's face. If only he listened to her. The sun was setting and the moon crept up above the tall tree tops, making shadows everywhere. He was tired, cold and all alone in the dark forest.

He curled up by a tree and closed his eyes and whished for someone or something to help him. The sound of light padding footprints made him lift his head. Two foxes were stood before him. He wasn't scared and stroked the foxes.

"Harry, we can help you." One of the foxes said.

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