Felix paced about impatiently in his room, hoping that it would be his turn to come out and play next. He spotted a furred creature on the other side of the room, immediately going into predator mode. He crouched down low and slowly crawled forward, getting closer and closer to his prey. Finally, he pounced on the creature clamping his maw down over its head. Felix paused and sighed, spitting out the stuffed fox. It wasn't as fun as the real thing. He  laid on the floor and yawned as he continued to wait.