He was sitting alone on a rock, his head hung low. You walk up to him, and you hear him sobbing. "Why, Why does no one like me?" he looked up, his eyes focused on you.
"Y-you arn't going to laugh at me, a-are you?" You can see the water flowing over his fur, falling to the ground. "No your going to. everyone does."
"Umm, I'm not here to laugh. Why would I laugh?" The fox continues to gaze at you.
"No i-it's stupid. You are going to laugh. I'm tired of them laughing." You begin to clean the "den" built for the foxes, all of them asleep except the one. as soon as you are done cleaning you walk back to the rock wth the fox, he is crying, softer now, but still awake. you lean down next to him.
"I wont laugh." you speak, he jumps up prepared to fight-or-flight. "Calm down, tell me what's wrong." A heaving sigh came from the fox.
"fine, i'll tell you. You see all the other foxes laugh and make fun of me because, Because I like guys."
"That's all? That's not bad at all. You shouldn't let that get to you."
"But, They never stop, I can't just forget about it, none of them will ever mate with me." You look down at him.
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