The red-tailed fox runs free over the barren creeks and rivers. Out of the woods, he sees a hunter. He runs, but the hunter has already seen him.
As he's running, he looks up to see a big black figure hovering over him. He closes his eyes and thinks about freedom. But as he opens his eyes, he's already in captivity.
There's no trees and no wild. All there is, is a big glass container, a little patch of grass, and a little creek!
The creek makes him sick and he dies with one wish to be free in the wild again!
The End!!
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