You see, I am a fox of humble beginnings, once goodbeast's
friend. Why I ever listened to the other foxes in my
village, I don't know. They were always telling everyone to
be kind to woodlanders and we would be "rewarded." I had
no clue what this meant, but I heard somefox talking about
slaying the village leaders, and making it appear as if I
had done it, so I fled. I had already rebelled against the
village leaders because I was sick of their talk. I've got
your reward. I never took any lies. So, becuase of
rebelling against being kind to goodbeast, I was considered
vermin, of course. And here I am, after hiding in the
shadows until no beast knew my name.
