Woodland Friends: Quiztar the Red Fox

January came with low energy.

Somewhere at the edge of the woods,

something flickered.

There was a movement.

There was a presence —

still and silent,

still in the dark.

Not in a hurry,

with no pressure,

only a thoughtful

curiosity.

In slow steps, the creature appeared.

And there was the fox,

watching in silence,

waiting for your next move.