Foxes used to be very small, and lived in a very warm place so they wouldn't need a very bushy tail. They were sharing a home with many other creatures, in which they had built a great big kingdom.
In this kingdom every unique animal had selected a leader to represent their species. Felix The Fox had demonstrated all the qualities every fox should have, therefore he had been selected. He had been everyone's favorite, foxes and others;everyone but the coyotes.
Once a year the kingdom holds a massive festival and in this festival there was a massive competition where every leader is pitted against each and every other in many skill tests, the prize was that the winners may choose to rule the kingdom until the next festival.
Every year for the past century the coyotes always won and because they had the power, the foxes were always the first chosen for any job nobody else wanted to do. Everybody knew the coyotes were going to win it again for sure this year.
Felix was going to make sure that this year would be the year of the foxes, but he knew beating the coyotes was the only way; before every festival there was a massive feast, and because no other animal wanted to prepare the food it had been the foxes job to prepare the food once again. Felix figured he had to poison Craig The Coyote, the champion of the coyotes’ food in order to make sure he couldn’t participate in the competition this year, so Felix used his unique sly ability to convince one of his fellow foxes to put poisonous berries into Craig’s food without realising it had been poison.
The day of the competition the news had struck and had been everywhere: COYOTE CHAMPION POISONED. The news had reached every animal, and everyone pointed the blame at the foxes, specifically at the chef of Craig’s food.
The kingdom tried every single trick to get the truth out of the fox chef but nothing worked. Everyone realised he was not the culprit, and so the punishment was carried out on every single fox in the kingdom. They were all banished to the North, where the cold would freeze the foxes. There are however a few months every year where the cold takes a break and give the foxes a break as well.
Felix had to lead the rest of the foxes up to the North where they would spend the rest of their lives, or until they lost all of their bad qualities (especially their unique slyness). Felix couldn’t bear the idea of losing his slyness, so to this day, all foxes live in the North.
The cold was horrid and froze many foxes, but Felix figured out a way to beat this: They all must grow fur to make their tails the biggest, brightest, bushiest tails in the world to keep them warm. This was a great idea and once the idea was spread throughout the remainder of the foxes, they all listened to their leader and so to this day, foxes have big, bright orange and white, bushy tails to keep them warm in the winter.
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