The Wet Nurse
The day wears on…
We are passing an arching sweet chestnut when we hear a plaintive yelp from its roots. There, in the open air, lies a vixen suckling two cubs.
She has clearly been driven from her den, and the move must have been hard on her; she is noticeably emaciated, her bone stark beneath her fur. Unless she is soon fed, the vixen — and her cubs — will surely die. We are struck by the thought that a good mother will feed her children unto death — but at what cost to herself?
The she-fox eyes us with fear. Does this noble creature need our help?
The Conundrum
You have the chance to help a suckling mother by sharing some of your rations.
The travellers may first discuss between themselves.
Then, clockwise starting with the Reader, each traveller may take it in turns to FEED THE FOX or KEEP YOUR RATIONS.
