“The shiny black nose of a fox appears through her door before the rest of it steps tentatively across the wooden floor to where she’s cooking. A pile of children’s clothes lie discarded in a corner of the room. The fox knows what she is cooking and holds back a shudder. There are some things even foxes know better than to eat.” ChildrenFoxesCannibalBaba Yaga Book:Cry of the Firebird Source: Cry of the Firebird