32 Little foxes crisis (1/2)

As Shadow began to head back towards the mountain, nearby the bottom of the mountain by a small river sat a lone little fox.

The fox looked extremely focussed on the river for the slightest changes, a sudden ripple in the water appeared within her view.

Noticing this change her little arms flashed out into the water at a fast speed, as she removed her armsher claws were holding onto a fish which flailed around trying to escape.

She held firmly onto the fish bashing it onto a nearby rock, swiftly killing it without any resistance.

Placing the fish on to a small stack of fish, she nodded in approval. 'I think this should be enough to cheer mom up.'

She looked up at the sky and was shocked. ”Ah, it's late! I have been out too long!”

As a fifth spirit gathering beast she felt that she could safely enter the forest on her own as much as she liked but never encountered such a late night.

She quickly began panicking about being scolded by her mother.

She sharply turned her body towards a nearby dark area where she heard a sound. ”Who?!”

”Hehe little kid so you noticed us!” A large figure emerged from the darkness revealing a large white wolf with the cultivation of 5th spirit gathering.

From several other locations appeared 3 more white wolves, each of them at 4th spirit gathering.

As they surrounded the small fox they released a bloodthirsty killing intent upon her.

While being outnumbered and pressured by their killing intent the little foxes body shivered with fright.

She had been pampered since birth, she rarely faced combat unless it was to help deal with the attacks on the mountain and even then did she face such an opponent as the adults dealt with the tougher enemies.

However a thought struck her awake. 'No! I have to make my way back home to mom.'

Her gaze turned serious looking at her surroundings, because of her smaller size she could not beat the leader immediately.

Especially since she was outnumbered, she had been cornered and had no escape.