"Jacob was astonished at what he was seeing. There, standing not fifty feet in front of him was the Platinum fox! His coat was terribly dirty and ragged, and he had become much thinner. He was visibly quivering, his pale eyes staring into Jacob’s with a look of trepidation. It seemed as if the fox was startled by his presence and did not recognize him. Jacob slowly slid down off the log and knelt low to the ground. He held his hand out toward the fox, as if offering some unseen reward.
“Remember me?” he whispered.
The fox flinched and raised his hackles, nervously shifting his weight from one foot to the other, as if to turn tail and run away at any moment. In his eyes, he saw not the boy who had saved him, but instead, another human being that may – or may not— be friendly in his intentions. A tear ran down Jacob’s face. He couldn’t believe that his fox had become so afraid. He knew that in part it had to do with Percy and his traps and his meanness. But surely one man couldn’t have caused so much distrust! There must have been something else that happened during the fox’s travels, something that made him gradually lose his trust in man."
This is the illustration redrawn for Chapter 10 of my novel, Spirit of the Fox, for the upcoming 2nd edition.
For comparison, here's the original drawing:
Info on the book is here: www.amazon.com/Spirit-Fox-Elli… the 2nd printing with these revised illustrations will be available within this year!