September 15, 2017 | Posted in Fox Tales | By

Chapter 7 of the allegory Foxtales speaks of intelligence and terror used to help the silver foxes conquer and expel their cousins, the red foxes. Previous chapters can be found in Categories.

One of the silver foxes had been busy for some time visiting red fox areas to document who lived there, which red foxes had or would become part of the resistance and who were the red movers and shakers in the village or city. These activities proved crucial to plan the “defense” against each.

Sometimes in the process the new silver intelligence officers would negotiate with the red leaders to leave peacefully or be attacked. If they didn’t agree to flee, in general they would be expelled or killed. Occasionally the silvers promised to spare the village if they did not harbor resistance fighters. Even then the red fox enclaves often suffered destruction by militias not party to the agreement.

For example, one village by the sea, a favorite of red foxes for its beauty and near the northern port city, had such an agreement, now five months after the partition resolution. They were assured by the silver intelligence officers that by not harboring resistance fighters, they could continue to live there.

Life continued for the red foxes until one night at two a.m. all hell broke loose. Silver militias destroyed their dens with the residents asleep inside. They rounded up most locals and herded them to the beach. Young foxes picked out by hooded informers were marched to the sea in groups and summarily murdered by a squad of militia silvers. Varying reports stated 100 to 200 died. Other males were imprisoned in pens to be sent to forced labor camps to build better dens for the silvers. The elderly along with fox families of females and little ones left their homes in the early morning darkness prodded by the militia, totally unprepared and not knowing where to go.

They walked away from their village now destroyed with fires still burning. Some headed east toward the red fox allotted territory hoping for some kind of refuge. Others started walking to join relatives in nearby countries or in parts of their own still not destroyed. A few simply stopped under some trees not knowing which way to turn.