A small Fenling looked around, a pretty wrapped box hanging from his mouth. He had wrapped the box and rewrapped the box at least ten times everyday until today when the wrapping was finally "perfect". He had known he was a bit late to give a Christmas gift when he looked around and all the Christmas decorations were being taken down but hey, better late then never right? He looked around at the decaying buildings and mud covered streets and wrinkled his nose. The poor, poor children who live here must be miserable...
He shook his paw, letting the dirt shimmy off the bottom of it. He moved his head from side to side, looking for a small, unfortunate child living in this place. Maybe he could make that child alittle happier, he hoped he could pull off such a task. He smiled to himself as he walked on, not being able to wait to give this to someone.
