-THUMP-
A loud sound woke me up in the middle of the night. At first I thought it was just my imagination but than I heard it again. -THUMP-. Its right outside my window. Now that I knew it wasn't my imagination i just wanted to ignore it, and hoped that it would go away. But at last my curiosity got the best of me and I went to see what was making the loud sound. So I left my bed and stepped on the cold floor, remembering that I left my slippers in the care of my sister, and the fact that I no longer had my carpet put a damper on my mood. Truly I just wanted to be done with it. When I looked out my window it was so incredibly dark outside making it impossible to see anything, but the sound was still there right outside the window. So I gave up on trying to se what it was, again, and it would hopefully go away. ... . I really should stop saying saying that, it'll bring bad luck. A knocking could be heard. It.. came from my window...? what..? So I looked back to my window and saw a small creature knocking on the window looking in. 'Does it want to come inside..?' And then everything faded to black.
When I woke up I was on my bed again with the sun shining though the open window making it cold with the soft breeze going through. 'strange.. didn't I close it yesterday?' And than I remembered what happened last night. Startled I looked around trying to find that creature, it was than I noticed a small warm fluff ball sleeping next to me. My sudden movements seemed to wake it up. It was then I got a good look at it, it was.. a small fox..? That's what it looked like at least. A small white fox with ligth blue and purple-ish markings. "Njaw" It looked up at me while making a small sound, 'Is it expect a reaction? I'll give it one than' " um.. hey..?" ... 'that was awkward.' " hiwr.. purrr." It was making that weird sound again and purring. What should I do with this creature? Put it outside again? Maybe it has a owner? Whatever the case is I'll think about it later, right now I'm going to cook breakfast.
The smell of toast, egg and bacon filled the kitchen as the food was being cooked. Our family cat walked up to the stove and began pawing on it, signalling that it wanted some. "no you're not getting any, this is for me. Only me" The white fox was watching the cat with either interest or fear. It was hard to tell when the only thing it was doing was staring with the biggest eyes I've seen on it. The white fox- you know what? I need to call it something else. If I keep repeatedly calling it 'white fox' I'll drive myself insane. It's new name is.. Biako. because why not? anyways- Biako walked up to the sove just like our cat, Monami, and copied her, pawing at the sove. ' Does it want some...? or is it just coping Monami?' Testing it out I took a piece of bacon and held it in front of Biako. It Began eating it seemingly satisfied by its meal. So I gave it some more after making my own plate and began eating together, while doing this I began once again think on what I should do with Biako.