...The Fox crept up to the spiky ball and cautiously pawed it.

“Yahoo!” the Hedgehog yelled, springing up to prick the Fox.

The Fox shrieked and flinched back fretfully. But there was nothing she could do, so she loped away in a huff: nothing to eat here!

         The Hedgehog waited until she was safely out of sight, then unrolled. Soon he was basking and daydreaming in the sun again.

         “I wish I were fluffy and I wish I could meow and purr. Or maybe bark, catch balls on the fly, and wag my tail for joy. Then they would pet me and give me belly rubs. And the Fox wouldn’t dare try to eat me!”

         In a little while, the Hedgehog saw a Wolf skulking in the undergrowth...