SickleTalon

    Foxy made his way to the Pirate's Cove. He was brand spanking new. As always, he was the first to his spot. Speedy Foxy... Anyway, he turned his attention to the children, who were streaming in, hungry for lunch. Foxy smiled, as he knelt, singing a pirate song to the small kids. He stopped his singing to offer a hand to a child, and helped him into his lap. "You can be Foxy's first mate, 'lright laddy?"    The kids had long since forgotten Foxy. Except one. He made his way to the curtains, that hung open loosely. Foxy was more worn down than the others, ragged and ripped in places. The teen-aged boy stroked his fingers of Foxy's face, s