Song: Where the Foxes...

[cadhla]

Ginger and silver and ebony dark

Comments

[archangelbeth]

Oh, lovely.

...I wanna be a fox. *wist* O:>

[dornbeast]

How do you know you aren't a fox?

[archangelbeth]

I'm not clever nor tricksy nor energetic enough.

[dornbeast]

That may be. In my opinion, there's a different point to this song. I could be wrong, of course, but here I go anyhow:

We are all foxes. Even me. I've just hidden it away rather well. But sometimes, when I forget to hide it, the fox will come out, and I'll be left with a dead plotbunny in my lap(top), and a feeling of "what was that?!"

[archangelbeth]

Ah, well, then I must be a Hungry fox, like the poor skinny one who came and lapped up empty birdseed husks beneath the bird feeder one time. (Brains. Need braaaaaaiiiiinnnssss...)