The Fox Den RP (CLOSED!) New Chapter!

[Angel-of-music]

Spark began to laugh as well, sitting down next to her and sighing. 'She's so beautiful!' He thought to himself, glancing over at the happy-go-lucky she-fox beside him. 'And carefree, like I used to be. Flawless.' He cursed himself for being so easily lead astray by things such as beauty and flawlessness, for he knew that you don't actually truly know someone until you can see who they really are inside; because that is the part of them that counts.

[ScarTheLion]

Brian and Molly watched them and smile. Brian sighs, remembering how he and his wife had been, when they were younger.

[Windydare]

poetry nudges brian "you ok?"she asks

[Windydare]

Lyric sighs she looks over at the sky "beaituful sky"she says

[ScarTheLion]

poetry nudges brian "you ok?"she asks

"Huh? oh- yeah. just thinking of memories." he said, trying to smile.

[Angel-of-music]

"It is." Spark agreed, smiling. He turned his head toward Lyric and smiled, not hiding it like he had before. "So, what cha wanna do?" He asked, a mischievous, daring look in his eyes. To him, anything was better than just sitting here and waiting for the other to say or do something. It was like waiting for wind that will never stay for long, then leaves you bored out of your mind as you wait for the next gust to arrive.

[Windydare]

Lyrix smirked "hunting race?"she asked
Poetry nods "good ones right?"

[Angel-of-music]

"What's that?" Spark asked, confused. He had never heard of a hunting race before, but it sounded interesting and fun. He smiled, tilting his head in a questioning way.

[Windydare]

Lyric thought for a moment trying to refresh her memory "well you hunt and kill something and if im not back you win or if i am back with something i win"she said

[Angel-of-music]

"Oh, ok." Spark replied, smiling. It sounded fun and competitive, something that he had been good at being once upon a time. "That makes sense. Let's do it then!" He readied himself, preparing himself to run off, trying to find a target beforehand. She was faster, and he knew it; plus, he couldn't chase anything for very long anyways.