The fox asks you again. You tell it you are sure. It nods and gathers all of the carcasses. You smile at the fox as it scurries off. You turn to continue your traversing through the forest. Before you can get a paw forward, you hear a loud snapping sound. You go to investigate.
The fox has been caught in a trap.
Its tiny leg is being crushed to the bone by the pointed, rusty teeth. The rabbit carcasses are spread all around. The fox whines and cries. It looks to you. It asks for your assistance.
You choose to…