It was a night in the winter when you were walking around your territory. You were hungry and tested the air. You were a young vixen about 16 years old. You smelled blood and followed the smell curiously until you found a red vixen in a trap. She was dead, strangled Through the trap you soon heard a whimper and saw a little red puppy that was nudging the vixen, it was probably her puppy, his name was Eijiro