The fennec fox pricked her ears as she watched the group of Gembounds play the game. The lively fledgling wanted to join in too. She jumped out of Cancer’s pouch and onto his furry back, granting her a live, furry podium. When the colourful bird was spoke, Quix found herself nodding along. Maji Walezi…that was where she wanted to belong too. Cancer was there, Fisher was there. And now this adorable poison birb which she wanted to get her paws all over. She looked so cuddly, except the sharp beak.

Large, powder blue eyes focused wistfully on the shard. It spun and pointed towards her! The girl jumped over the black leopard’s head to land in front of the crystal. Nary had one seen such an overly enthusiastic player. She tilted her head, thinking about what she wanted. And then, she knew.

”Dare.” The little fennec looked at Bevy expectantly and wagged her fluffy tail.

The girl wiggled her tail enthusiastically as the bird acknowledged her. She couldn’t wait! ”Yes? Yes?” she quipped as Bevy looked around for something suitable. Tons of possibilities rolled in the young fox’s mind. Would she get to hunt mice, or terrorize some Gembound here like Cancer? Quix shifted her paws in anticipation as the poison bird gave an ”Aha!” and swooped in to select some fruit. ”What is it?” she asked curiously. Bevy explained, and the girl grinned. True to her species, fennec foxes were opportunistic eaters and right now, there was a helpless lemon ready to be exploited by her!

Quix had never seen lemon. With an enthusiasm, she scrambled over, tiny claws clicking on the ground. The fox adeptly lifted her straggly paws and attempted to pry open the fruit. It wasn’t very effective. She lowered her head and opened her little jaws wide, attempting to sink her sharp canines through the fruit. It worked. The skin and white parts left a bitter taste in her tongue. ”Bleah.” She commented, attempting to scrape the icky taste off her tongue by licking her fur (not the most hygenic of children). Soon, the lemon cracked open and by this time, bits of lemon juice were oozing from the puncture marks.

Without thinking, the brave girl sank her teeth and chewed off half the lemon. Immediately, the sour tang burst in her mouth and the girl winced. It was so SOUR! ACK. Instinct told her to spit it out. But then, the girl looked around and realized that everyone was looking. She had to be brave! She chewed into the pulp, cringing with each bite, and when it was all mushed up she swallowed the pulp. It stung at first but the after taste was good. A slow sweetness crept over her taste buds as the pulp got digested into her belly. ”It’s…sour Bevy! Really really sour at first but, it tastes nice afterwards.” Still, there was half a lemon left on the floor. Um…”Lemon too big for Quix’s tummy. But Quix did dare!”

The girl smiled, immensely pleased with herself. Sour, but with a sweet after taste. It wasn’t all that bad at the end. She trotted to the remaining half piece of lemon, grapsed it with her little teeth and deposited it in front of Cancer. She then looked at him, large blue eyes innocently meeting the black leopard cub’s. ”Why don’t you do the other half of the dare you fat leopard.” She wriggled her furry butt, hoping he’d oblige her.

She then spun the shard and waited to see where it would land.

To see a fennec fox eating: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J1pq3eGf01g

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The shard spun and pointed to another Gembound. Suddenly, a young, cute, fluffy owl hopped over and disturbed it. He then went back squawking with pride, “Truth!” It was…SO CUTE! The little fennec fox squealed with delight and gave a couple of yips, clearly caught up in the game that this blind owl was playing. She loved his enthusiasm. He was an odd one, oblivious to his surroundings. She could tell he wasn’t seeing anything. And that, all the more, endeared the fox to him. If only she could snuggle and squish him in her paws…

“Truth it is, birby!’ she called her, her high tones. Now, what was a good question for this bird? What would make him even brighter than he already was? “I know I know!” the little fox quipped. “What is your…talent! Yes, what is your special talent! What can birby do?” she yipped enthusiastically and wagged her tail all in anticipation of the bird’s reply.

The owl came over slowly. Quix looked at it with a chubby grin plastered over her features. He was so cute! She wanted to squish him all over with her teensy paws! However, when he lifted his leg, she knew she’d better refrain from aggravating him. Though young, the owl’s talons were sharp. Quix wasn’t scared though! She knew the owl was only trying to be a friend and answer her question as it came hopping over. The fennec was already short and small, so she stayed put as the owl gripped onto her shoulder comfortably. She looked into his blank dark green eyes and thought them one of the most mesmerising, purest things which she had ever seen.

She gave a yip of surprise as he read her past! He was so cool! She wriggled her tail furiously and spoke after he did. “Yes! Yes! Quix ride Fisher and catch black mice! Quix has blue horns!” She was so excited. The owl could see through her memories! The poofy thing then nuzzled her as though he were thanking her for her memories. She chuffed gently and nuzzled his lil poofy head back, and watched him clamber away. She had hoped to be a friend of his. Perhaps she would be able to meet him soon!

Tired from the exertion, the fennec yawned and went back to Cancer, and slipped into his bag. The ball of fur had exhausted her energy. Slowly she drifted off to sleep.

-Exit Quix-