The Little Fox

Is that truly a rock, stream, or tree?

A boy, princess, or fighter for hire?

Or is it instead a magic disguise,

Made of that wondrous fox fire?

Poor, little fox without any den,

A small, weak demon all alone.

Yet he's found a new family,

And been given a new home.

The fox is cunning, not strong.

He keeps his true form hid.

But you just have to remember,

He is still but only a little kid.

(Dedicated to Shippo)

by Night Hunter MGS