Midnight Fox: Fantasy

[penthius]

The fox slipped over the border of midnight and wound up in early morning. It stood still for a minute, its ears flicking forward and back as it paused just beneath the crest of the hill, high enough to spot for guards but low enough to keep from presenting a profile. It glanced over its shoulder at the wall of gloom behind it, the realm of eternal midnight, and flicked its tail. Then it trotted cautiously around the edge of the hill. Midnight might seem more oppressive, but from what the fox had heard, it was early morning and late afternoon that were truly where the evilest creatures lay in wait--

Inspiration: Um, updating my Firefox themes.
Story Potential: Medium.
Notes: Not low because I dislike the idea, but low because it's too similar to things currently out. Heck, I'll make it medium.