Chapter Nine of the allegory focuses on May 15 of the year when all this happened on a momentous day. Previous chapters can be found in Categories as “Fox Tales.”
It started at midnight, almost half a year since the great council over the sea had decided that the silver foxes, less in number than the reds, should have two thirds of the land. The silvers had succeeded in destroying red fox enclaves, killing many, driving them away and started to occupy the now empty red fox lands. Nearly one quarter of the reds had been forced out or killed.
The bulldogs while ostensibly still in charge, had come to the conclusion months ago that they could not keep the silvers from dominating the land allotted to it and occupying it, killing each other. The silvers destroyed the Red’s dens by filling them with dirt, sometime on top of a mother and cubs. Blood covered the land and bodies of red foxes far more than silvers. So the dogs quit trying, did nothing to stop the expulsion of the reds, and set this date as the time to leave for good. They had been boarding ships for their home island for months. But this day just finishing, May 14 at midnight became the official departure of the bulldogs.
Planned ahead with the bulldogs, at 12:01 on May 15, the head of the silver foxes proclaimed a silver fox nation. It meant now the partition of the land of the red foxes became official, and that the silvers would be forever in charge of two thirds of it. The other animals who formed the great council over the sea all agreed.
Many animals around the world were happy that the silver foxes who had suffered so much at the jaws of the gray wolves in the great forest, finally had their own land where they could live in peace and security. Most had no idea the cost to the red foxes, who had had nothing to do with the previous troubles of their silver cousins in the great northern forest. The silvers determined to keep their cruelty quiet so the world wouldn’t know.
The silvers had great celebrations of their independence. They had been able to expel many of their red fox cousins, about one quarter of them so far. But the job wasn’t finished yet. Their were many more to force out.
The silvers still worried that other reds from surrounding lands would finally come to the aid of their brother foxes and fight the silvers. It could be a disaster for the silvers, their new country against many surrounding ones. It might interfere with the further expulsion of the reds.