Note below a direct transcript of the lines I scribbled in the notebook whilst watching this Fox in Brancaster.
Been a while since i had the luck to spend any time watching a fox. This one seemed small, sleek and in good condition. Classic russet [Red Panda coloured] body, dark blackish tail and a shining / glowing white tip to its tail [like a Tigers].
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| Fox in twilight, Brancaster |
In the rapidly fading twilight it exuded suppleness and energy as it hunted a yellow field of scrappy overgrown grass. Arching its back as it paused , face, eyes, ears and muzzle pointed down. Then springing into the air and landing as it pounced on a vole.
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| Fox pouncing |
One unfortunate Vole / Mouse was tossed forwards by the Fox two or three times.
After 20 minutes in its company it moved away towards some trees and into longer, thicker grass. Got a sense it was aware of me and would take in my presence as it looked around.
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| Fox, Brancaster |
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