Paris, France-1 year later
It was a surprisingly lovely night in present day Paris; the sky was clear and warm, revealing the bright full moon, lighting up the balcony of the tiny apartment of Carmelita Fox. The pleasant weather led her to wearing an elegant purple silk dress; it kept her cool in the warmth of the night, only having decent exposure.
Carmelita stared up into the soul of the moon, thinking of him… Sly Cooper. Where did he go? Is he alright? Is he lost forever? She had hoped that one day in this life, she will see him again. And she hoped her little one will get to know him at all…
Carmelita’s baby cooed soothingly, like a gentle wind that lifts a feather off the ground like it was floating on it’s own. She looked down to her slumbering infant and smiled at her with a tender, loving heart. Juniper Fox looked much like her father, and grows up with the heart of her mother. Her curly hair navy blue, her fur a brownish-gray color, and the most beautif