Coming along greatly Theo. I like Flench, he seems so innocent...plus foxes are cute and cuddly.

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As the sun gently peeked over the horizon, seagulls began to take wing. Flench yawned as Felan took him to the cavern interance to show him the amazimg spectacle. Flench smiled as the warm sun beamed on his fur. Felan took notice, "It's beautiful, isn't it? Sorando will be back soon, along with my sons. They're about your age." Flecnh's ears drooped. "They won't make funna my tail, wud they?" Felan chuckled. "And why would they do that?" " A'cause its not black at the end." Felan's expression was that of apprehensive shock. "Do you have any borthers or sisters?" Flench nodded. "And do they have black tails?" He nodded. "Your father?" Flench seemed to ponder this question, but eventually nodded. "Speak not a word of it to anyone, especially not Sorando. Promise?"

It was about noon when Sorando and the rest of the expedition arrived home with their catches. Flench ran out to Sorando's boat as it glided onto the shore. "Well now, I see your awake now. What's your name, huh?" "Flench." Sorando smiled as he helped haul the fish-laden net out of the boat. Taking to fish from the net, he handed them to the fox. "Take these to Felan for me, mate." Even though the fish were almost as big a Flench himself, he happily carried the back to the holt. He found four young otters with Felan, folding his ears and tucking his tail. Felan saw his distress and called him over. "oh, c'mon, Flench. They ain't gonna bite. As Flench handed her the fish, the otter cubs introduced themselves. " My name'a Trobe. Nice 'a meet ya Flench!""I'm Belan. One day I be a great fisherbeast just like my da'.""Da' says foskers be naughty vermin, but I like you. Name's Shrodd.""I always wanted to meet a fosker! M'name is Solan. Don't forgets it!" Felan smiled as she patted her son's head. "I'm sure he won't, Solan. He'll be living with us from now on." Solan's small rudder slapped the floor excitedly. "Really Ma'? We gonna a fosker for a brudder?" "Yes, Flench is one of ours now. You'll all treat him like any other beast. Now you all run along and play while I get these fish ready." "You can sleep on my bed if'n ya wants to, Flench." Solan offered as teh youngters exited the holt.

Twelve seasons have passed. Trobe and Shrodd have let the holt to start their own families, and Belan is constantly out fishing with his father. As time went by, Flench and Solan had become the best of friends,[insert space here]constantly at each others' side. Aside from Flench being a fox, one could say that they were brothers. They often ran errands for the family together, and especially looked foward to visiting the Abbey of Redwall.

just trying to help! ^^ cause there were alot of errors~ btw the story line is great! i get excited each time i see a new chapter =)

also once i posted i noticed that it was a bit difficult to see this one: Taking to fish from the net, he handed them to the fox. "Take these to Felan for me, mate."