(This is very much a wip)

Foxes lived in the tall grasses of the lush plains they hunting the small mice and hares that lived there. They dug borrows under rocks or shrubs or settled in caves dotted around the hills. Rain fell almost every day providing water in the streams and ponds around. The climate was warm and the foxes thrived.

One day a cold wind blew through the grasses turning the early morning dew to frost, and creating a thin layer of ice and the water. Once it rained snow fell. No one had seen anything like this. The foxes grouped it the only sheltered place they could find. The abandoned tunnels. To the foxes they seemed endless and that was the name 'The Endless tunnels'. The foxes traveled through the tunnels until they found an new land. After months of river fish and cold stone the foxes stayed in the group.