Fax rolled over, seeking the sunlight he had dozed off in, but he couldnt find it again. Realizing he would have to wake up soon anyways, he rolled on to his feet; let loose a short series of loud, harsh barks, and set about making himself look presentable. The fox was rather full of himself, but he was such a splendid colour of green, he thought, why not show it off? After cleaning himself, Fax set off to find some food, he was feeling lazy today, so he wanted to indulge himself, he wanted something sweet.
Sniff sniff. The air was clean and carried only the fresh scent of ripe strawberries, blackberries and other lovely snacks. Filled with joy at his discovery, Fax leapt from his hiding place in the nearby bushes and bounded down the trail from which the mouth-watering odour was coming. The berries seemed to call out to him, calling him to their home where he was the guest of honour for a feast. Fax knew this all too well, for a good meal was in store for him,