“YOU DARE DEFY ME?”
The dragon’s voice boomed across the forest.
The old fox nonchalantly licked his paw and gave the huge beast the most casual of looks. “Oh, not really… I just choose not to do what you want.”
The huge dark eyes tried to stay calm, but the fox was well aware of how they widened ever so slightly.
“I AM THE MASTER OF THIS MOUNTAIN! THE WHOLE FOREST OBEYS MY EVERY WISH!”
“Are you quite sure about that?”
“YOU DOUBT MY POWER? LITTLE CREATURE, I CAN CRUSH YOU TO DUST!”
The fox looked straight into the dragon’s eyes, his voice steady and purposeful. “I was here before you. I will be here after you. And I know what you’re doing.”
The tiny lizard looked down uneasily, feeling so awkward it didn’t even dare to hold the fox’s gaze.
“The forest is not yours, mine, or anybody’s. It’s just a forest. I don’t have or want to fight for it. I choose to protect it just because I like to live here, that’s all.”
The small reptile sat quietly under the shadows for a moment before quickly scurrying away.
“What was THAT all about? Asked the wise owl from a nearby branch.”
“Oh, nothing really. Just a huge amount of hot air trapped inside a very little body with a big mouth. Can I tempt you to some tea, dear?”