Coyote Plushy Toy

Tails has been taken to a Coyote lair, one of his bullies, Murk, is now the head of the pack...and he wants the TINY WITTLE FOXY to suffer!

Yee.

Start us off Roxy. XD.

"Little freaky foxy! Awe you are now mine. Do you understand, Miles?"

"Tails. My name is Tails," the fox growled. "I don't belong to you, Murk."

"MILES is indeed ours, boys and gals! MILES will provide good sport for us!"

The others cheered happily at the news. Tails growled softly under his breath.

"MILES will become a PLUSHY TOY! AHAHAHA! Sari, fetch the MILES COLLAR!"

A female coyote came and snapped a collar on Tails before smiling at the kit and shoving him to the ground, pinning him down.

"MILES is such a cute toy!" she cooed, licking his face. "If you step outside the den, your FOXY little head will....FALL RIGHT OFF! ahahahAHAHA!"

"F-fall off?"

"Oh yes MILES!" he laughed FALL OFF!"

The little fox gulped. How was that possible?

"You see, the collar has a razor in it! it knows when you go out. AND IT CUTS YOUR HEAD OFF!"

Tails winced. So he couldn't leave at all?

"No leaviung! AHAHAHA!"

"Sonic will come and then you'll be sorry."

"We are safe from that idipotic hedgehog!"

"What do you mean?"

"He will never find you!"

"H-he will!"

"Nope He won't...because we ATE HIM!"

Tails' eyes widened. "W-what?"

"We BEAT HIM to death and RIPPED HIS HEDGEHOG THROAT OUT! AHAHAHA"

The little fox gasped in horror.

"Now wittle MILES...it is time for FUN!"

"Fun?"

"YES!"