human
If I met a Fox, he declared bravely,
gpt
I'd be safe enough. I'd stand perfectly still. And he wouldn't be able to see me, on account of my spots.
human
Ah! But if the wind happened to be blowing his way he'd be sure to smell you, cried Nimble's mother.
gpt
And he would find you. And he would jump at you.
human
I'd run away from him then,
gpt
You're spry for your age. But you're too slow to escape a Fox. You're not quick enough for that yet. You don't know how quick Foxes are. So look out! Look out for a sly fellow with a pointed nose and a bushy tail!