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Winter.

While Fall is the most breathtaking and colorful time of the year in the forest, winter is undoubtedly the most elegant.

With the leaves of the giant Oaks and Birch trees along with others, the magnificence of the coniferous spruces shines brightly, even at night.

In the day one can see the snow, each flake unique, slowly drifting through the pines above to slowly find its way to the ground. Animals trying to graze, and eating the snow to get to the buried grass, which is dead but still holds enough nutrients to sustain them.

Usually night is feared by almost all animals, but not in winter.

The moonlight reflects off of each individual flake of snow, lighting up the usually dark forest with an almost eerie glow.

A mobian fox with two tails was covered in thick clothing outside near his hut, shoveling a path from his door to a small cluster of trees nearby. He stopped momentarily and sighed as he saw the snow starting to pile up again on his path.

A familiar female voice rang out from the hut's now open door. "Come on in Tails, shoveling won't help if it keeps snowing this hard"

"But it makes it easier to get firewood!"

"Yeah, but it's getting cold out there now come inside. I'm going to make some soup out of the chicken and vegetables we have left."

The bundled up fox walked back to his shared hut with a small sack of wood he had cut up earlier. Tails went through the door and threw two of the larger pieces of wood onto the already roaring fire underneath the stove, where Fiona Fox was starting to make some dinner.

Fiona had only a large t-shirt on over her undergarments, and her long, fluffy tail lifted up the back of the shirt and tails could just see the bottom of her pink underwear. Not that he was trying to be perverted, he just caught a glance as he bent down to put the wood in a neat stack by the wall.

The vixen caught him looking and blushed. She had a shirt a size larger that she had wanted to wear, but it had to be washed.

"What, am i wearing too little?"

The male fox only shrugged as he replied "It's fine with me, but if anyone is going to come over i would rather have you put some pants on."

Fiona stopped blushing and grinned, putting down the spoon she was using to stir the fresh soup, and took the pot off of the heat. Then she walked over to Tails, who was just taking his sweater off, his boots, scarf, and thicker gloves already resting on a shelf above the thick, oak door.

As he pulled his sweater up and over his head, it pulled his regular shirt up with it by accident, and Fiona took the advantage to run her fingers through his warm, thick chest fur.

Over the past couple of years Tails had really grown up, and Fiona had watched him as his arms legs grew longer, his fur got thick and his hair grew long to cover his building muscles. She herself had blossomed into a beautiful woman, rivaling the beauty of the chipmunk/squirrel hybrid princess who everyone adored.

After a while the two foxes saw fit to become a couple this year around October. Now it was February, and the snow was starting to make them stay inside, with each other.

Eventually boredom led to the need for something to do, and the two foxes became mates.

That night both of them felt more at peace with their love than ever. Not even the thought of what they would say to explain themselves if they woke up the rest of Knothole invaded their minds as they shared their compassion for one another.

"Fiona, not right now."

"Aww, don't act like you don't love it Tails. Just a little before dinner? Please? Besides, you've been working hard and deserve a reward" She said seductively, while giving him a wink when he finally got his sweater off.

"Yeah, I've been working hard, but that means i'm too tired for it right now. Maybe in the morning."

Fiona only pouted and lowered her head as she took a step back, her large ears flopping down to cover her seemingly saddened eyes, slightly looking up so that she could lock sight with her mate.

Tails only smiled. She was so cute when she does that.

The golden-orange reynard leaned forward and wrapped his tails around her thighs, and his arms around her lower back to pull her in closer. He decided to do something interesting with her since her muzzle was pointed down.

Tails rubbed his mouth up the side of hers, his top lip pulling hers up with it. As he completed this motion, his top right canine tooth grazed up against her top rightone, exciting an intimate response from FIona as her entire body shuddered at the romantic contact.

As their two teeth touched, his pulled hers up so that her mouth was opened slightly, making the kiss as passionate as possible at this point.

Tails slowly cocked his head to the side so that their lips were locked together, and enough space was generated between their open lips for their tongues to dance inside.

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As the two finished off their show of compassion, Fiona, who has been standing on her toes so that she could be at the perfect height for the kiss, stepped down and back, her tongue still out and her lips parted. This continued an almost afterglow of the kiss and she shivered again, using her tail to softly remove the orange furred hand that had found it's way to her inner thigh.

Before walking away, the two just looked deep into each other's eyes, completely content at that moment.

Fiona went back to the stove and got the still warm pot to bring to the table, where her lover had placed two bowls across the table from each other.

The foxes exchanged a brief kiss before sitting down to eat the delicious soup that the girl had prepared. As they ate they thought about the kiss, and made secret glances at each other during the meal. Both were perfectly happy.

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That night the two were snuggled up in one bed, cuddling as they dreamed about each other.

Description
Winter.

While Fall is the most breathtaking and colorful time of the year in the forest, winter is undoubtedly the most elegant.

With the leaves of the giant Oaks and Birch trees along with others, the magnificence of the coniferous spruces shines brightly, even at night.

In the day one can see the snow, each flake unique, slowly drifting through the pines above to slowly find its way to the ground. Animals trying to graze, and eating the snow to get to the buried grass, which is dead but still holds enough nutrients to sustain them.

Usually night is feared by almost all animals, but not in winter.

The moonlight reflects off of each individual flake of snow, lighting up the usually dark forest with an almost eerie glow.

A mobian fox with two tails was covered in thick clothing outside near his hut, shoveling a path from his door to a small cluster of trees nearby. He stopped momentarily and sighed as he saw the snow starting to pile up again on his path.

A familiar female voice rang out from the hut's now open door. "Come on in Tails, shoveling won't help if it keeps snowing this hard"

"But it makes it easier to get firewood!"

"Yeah, but it's getting cold out there now come inside. I'm going to make some soup out of the chicken and vegetables we have left."

The bundled up fox walked back to his shared hut with a small sack of wood he had cut up earlier. Tails went through the door and threw two of the larger pieces of wood onto the already roaring fire underneath the stove, where Fiona Fox was starting to make some dinner.

Fiona had only a large t-shirt on over her undergarments, and her long, fluffy tail lifted up the back of the shirt and tails could just see the bottom of her pink underwear. Not that he was trying to be perverted, he just caught a glance as he bent down to put the wood in a neat stack by the wall.

The vixen caught him looking and blushed. She had a shirt a size larger that she had wanted to wear, but it had to be washed.

"What, am i wearing too little?"

The male fox only shrugged as he replied "It's fine with me, but if anyone is going to come over i would rather have you put some pants on."

Fiona stopped blushing and grinned, putting down the spoon she was using to stir the fresh soup, and took the pot off of the heat. Then she walked over to Tails, who was just taking his sweater off, his boots, scarf, and thicker gloves already resting on a shelf above the thick, oak door.

As he pulled his sweater up and over his head, it pulled his regular shirt up with it by accident, and Fiona took the advantage to run her fingers through his warm, thick chest fur.

Over the past couple of years Tails had really grown up, and Fiona had watched him as his arms legs grew longer, his fur got thick and his hair grew long to cover his building muscles. She herself had blossomed into a beautiful woman, rivaling the beauty of the chipmunk/squirrel hybrid princess who everyone adored.

After a while the two foxes saw fit to become a couple this year around October. Now it was February, and the snow was starting to make them stay inside, with each other.

Eventually boredom led to the need for something to do, and the two foxes became mates.

That night both of them felt more at peace with their love than ever. Not even the thought of what they would say to explain themselves if they woke up the rest of Knothole invaded their minds as they shared their compassion for one another.

"Fiona, not right now."

"Aww, don't act like you don't love it Tails. Just a little before dinner? Please? Besides, you've been working hard and deserve a reward" She said seductively, while giving him a wink when he finally got his sweater off.

"Yeah, I've been working hard, but that means i'm too tired for it right now. Maybe in the morning."

Fiona only pouted and lowered her head as she took a step back, her large ears flopping down to cover her seemingly saddened eyes, slightly looking up so that she could lock sight with her mate.

Tails only smiled. She was so cute when she does that.

The golden-orange reynard leaned forward and wrapped his tails around her thighs, and his arms around her lower back to pull her in closer. He decided to do something interesting with her since her muzzle was pointed down.

Tails rubbed his mouth up the side of hers, his top lip pulling hers up with it. As he completed this motion, his top right canine tooth grazed up against her top rightone, exciting an intimate response from FIona as her entire body shuddered at the romantic contact.

As their two teeth touched, his pulled hers up so that her mouth was opened slightly, making the kiss as passionate as possible at this point.

Tails slowly cocked his head to the side so that their lips were locked together, and enough space was generated between their open lips for their tongues to dance inside.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As the two finished off their show of compassion, Fiona, who has been standing on her toes so that she could be at the perfect height for the kiss, stepped down and back, her tongue still out and her lips parted. This continued an almost afterglow of the kiss and she shivered again, using her tail to softly remove the orange furred hand that had found it's way to her inner thigh.

Before walking away, the two just looked deep into each other's eyes, completely content at that moment.

Fiona went back to the stove and got the still warm pot to bring to the table, where her lover had placed two bowls across the table from each other.

The foxes exchanged a brief kiss before sitting down to eat the delicious soup that the girl had prepared. As they ate they thought about the kiss, and made secret glances at each other during the meal. Both were perfectly happy.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

That night the two were snuggled up in one bed, cuddling as they dreamed about each other.