of little fox, little girl, and little cat.

there was once a very lonely fox,

one who howls under the big dazzling moon.

“ it was not to scare the others “, they swore.

“ i just wanted to find another like me “.

little fox do not like their peers,

they don’t want to bare their fangs.

they don’t want to burry their teeth.

they don’t want to rip a flesh.

maybe it’s why, little fox always cries at night.

so little fox walk for miles and miles,

from spring to autumn,

from summer to winter,

from field to dessert,

from sea to mountain.

alas, there was nothing.

so little fox curl themselves on the ground,

tail hugging their figure.

“ little fox, what are you looking for? “,

a tender voice made little fox’s ears perked up.

it was suprising, but it put the ache on little fox’s heart on pause.

and after awhile they raises their head meekly.

a pair of eyes so soft like sutra,

a smile so tender like a mother’s touch,

followed by a grin so bright like sunflower blooming.

it’s a little girl, it’s a little girl!

“ i don’t know, little girl… i’m scared “, little fox whispered softly, to not startle the little girl.

‘ i do not want the little girl to be scared of my canine, i do not want her to think i bite like my father ‘, little fox’s heart said.

little girl was silent for a bit, mulling on her own thoughts,

then little fox heard a rustle from the ground next to them.

“ i’ll sit with you, little fox. “, even from her voice; you could hear her smiling.

“ usually when i’m scared, i listen to the song. “, she said while picking a little flower and slip it on little fox’s ear.

“ what song? “, little fox asked.

“ the lullaby the world sings to you. the breeze, the grass, the birds, all of it are melodies for your heart. they’re telling you something. “

then the little girl and the little fox stared at each others before silently closing their eyes,

it is true.

it is true.

the world sings a lullaby for you.

“ what are you two doing? “, says the little cat while she struts confidently towards them.

the little girl and little fox giggled, it was the first time they see a walk so confident! like little cat owns the world!

a pair of eyes gleaming like a torch,

a smile so daring like an adventurer,

followed by a grin so mischievous like a jokester.

it’s a little cat, it’s a little cat!

“ listening! “, little fox answered

“ of what? “, little cat pushes their head to rub slightly on the side of little fox then circles little girl’s legs.

“ close your eyes, little cat. you’ll understand. “, the little girl runs her fingers gently on little fox’s and little cat’s head each.

little cat was not scared, she never was like the two of them. she learnt to fight for herself.

but little cat still does.

so these are melodies,

just like a purr,

one which heals a broken heart.

one that said, perfection isn’t needed when there’s love.

from that day,

something changed.

maybe not something grand,

the sun still rises from the east,

and sets to the west.

but something changed.

and they learn,

love is patient,

love is kind,

love is serene,

and love is a glance away.