Cold as Ice Stub
This is the start of a new story I started. I want some feedback on it. If you want to see more PLEASE comment!
If I continue it it WILL be adult (maybe not for the first few chapters or so) but I wanted to test the setting with people on here.
Cold As Ice
Chapter 1
By Jear 77
A lone old anthro arctic fox kit collapsed out of breath into the snow next to a pine tree. Forcing himself to get on his feet, he clutched at his side, clinging to the tree for support. . Even though he was in generally good shape, he was not used to this much running. He thought, _I need to rest just a moment, before I go on._The whipping wind carried the howls of the wolves that pursued him. Scanning the forest with ice blue eyes, he saw a path he could take. Trudging through the snow, he ran on.
Sometime later he lost the wolves, though how he knew not. Stumbling forward aimlessly he eventually came to a north-south road.Cars zoomed by him. Turning left paying no attention to him as he started along the side of the road. He stumbled into the road and fell face-down. The last thing he remembered is a grey sedan coming up on him fast, the driver seeing the body in the road, swerved at the last minute to avoid him. Skidding out of control the car ended up in a ditch. Then he passed out.
When he awoke, he was in a hospital bed in a gown. The doctor, an anthro tiger was at his bedside making notes on a medical chart. He was hooked up to a whole assortment of machines. Looking down the doctor said, "Finally, you're awake. Can you talk?"
"Yes," the kit hoarsely replied, swallowing hard, "Water."
Pouring him a glass of water from the carafe sitting on the nightstand next to his bed, the doctor handed him the water saying "I'm Dr. Timothy, and you are?"
Taking the water from the doctor's hand drank it all down. Handing the glass back to the doctor he hung his head and shook his head. "I don't know."
"That's all right," Dr. Timothy said kindly, placing his hand on the kit's headfur and rubbing it gently.
"Maybe it'll come to you in time. Don't stress about it. Do you know where you are?"
"I'm in a hospital. I don't know where."
"You're in Mystery, Montana. Do you know how you got here?"
"The last thing I remember is wandering through the woods and falling down in the road and seeing a car barreling down towards me." The kits eyes got real wide as he remembered, saying "The driver, is he all right? He spun off the road."
"He's fine. In fact, he's the one who brought you here. You're lucky he saw you and was able to stop in time. What possessed you to walk along the side of the road?"
"I knew I had to get to safety, to warmth. I was cold... so cold. I picked a direction and started walking and hoped it would lead me to a town sooner rather than later."
"You're lucky that you didn't freeze to death. It's a good thing that your species fares well in the cold." Pausing for a moment, the doctor asked, "You said you had to get to safety, do you know what you were fleeing from?"
"There were wolves that were chasing me."
"And before that?" the doctor asked. "Why were you in the woods dressed only in a pair of jeans, and a jacket? You didn't even have gloves or a hat."
"I had them, but lost them in the woods as I ran. I think I had put them in my pockets, but they must have fallen out when I fell down. I couldn't tell you where, as I was running from the wolves for a long time."