Simon A Red Fox.

Simon was going hunting! It would be the very first time. He watched his mother. She stopped several times. She sniffed the air. Then she cocked her head to one side. One scent made Simon stop. The hair on his neck stood up. He showed his teeth. He smelled a coyote. It was a smell that he would always remember. Suddently he smelled another scent. This was a scent he knew----mouse! Simon stopped dead still. He listened closely. He could hear it in...