#1. I've got it written, it's just a matter of time and posting. 

( Ah ok, that makes sense.   ) 

( Ok here's the last part of chapter 4!    I've been wanting to write this part forever.   ) 


Zephyr was back in the forest. A wolf again, this time not running but sitting on a patch of moss. She stood up ready to explore this strange yet wonderful place. Wind blew through her fur and in treetops overhead, Zephyr looked up when hearing the sound of it. Suddenly she heard a twig snap behind her. She jerked her head in the derection the noise came from. There was some bushes nearby that were moving a little. Zephyr stalked closer to the bushes and sniffed. Although she smelled nothing she somehow knew something, no, someone, was there. She got a little closer and pricked her ears foreword. Then, to Zephyr's surprise a fox pooked it's head out of the bushes. Zephyr took a few steps back as he emerged into the light. His pelt was a bright orange-ginger color and his eyes a fiery amber. He looked up at her fearlessly. Like wolves, Zephyr had never seen a fox in person before. She now realized how simalr and different the two creatures were. The fox looked over his shoulder back twords the bushes he came from, then looked back at Zephyr. He jumped back into the bushes, the white tip of his bushy tail still showing, but it disappeared shortly after. Zephyr was still curious about it though, so she followed after him. She caught sight of the fox again once she was on the other side of the bushes. He looked back at her and then run off. Zephyr followed.
He wants me to follow. Zephyr realized. She run after him, surprised that she could actually keep up with him. They ran through the forest dodging rocks, thick foliage, trees and bushes. The fox stopped abruptly in front of some foliage and Zephyr skidded to a stop behind him. He looked back at her and slipped inbeetween it, Zephyr followed after. They were on the edge of a clearing, a blue and pink sky shown overhead and trees surrounded the most of the clearing. They weren't alone either, a coyote with light gray fur and ice blue eyes sat about twenty feet away. She yipped happily at the sight of them. Two more dog-like creatures were sitting even further off,silhouetted  by the sky. Zephyr couldn't quite make out who or what they were exactly. The fox walked up to the coyote and greeted her in a playfully and friendly way. The coyote greeted him back. The sence was starting to get blurry though. Zephyr watched them until they faded away. The last thing she saw was the fox glance in her derection...