Chapter Thirty Five
The Queen is a fox.
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Third Person’s Point of View
It’s safe to say that everyone was surprised.
Her fox needed some actual day in the forest, which had caused her to only dart out and sprint through the beautiful island. Fate could not even give anyone a second to think through what they were seeing. Foxes are rare, but artic fox seemed like something that was made up. To see one in the flesh was surprising for everyone.
She could the fresh air in her face as the grass and the soul had finally hit on her paws. Her white fox is nothing but in the moons knowing that she already had the luxury to hit the forest. She had done nothing but practice her skill in her room, and this does not bend anything else from that experience.
“She’s a fox?” Maverick questioned wi
