Bluechip88

I must be getting close. Judy's whiskers twitched, and she twisted her paws together, sniffing at the air. The soggy air did indeed hold traces of fox. C'mon Judy, you can do this. Almost forty-eight hours ago her friend, her best friend, Nick, had been declared missing. He had disappeared, leaving barely a trace behind. Barely. The rabbit crouched low to branch she was perched on, uneasy pricklings going up and down her neck. A chill floated through her body, and Judy shivered, rubbing her paws up and down her arms. Mist hovered quietly above the ground, weaving in and out of bushes, around the trunks of trees. The wind gave a soft rustle as