This period is quite dark for the foxes, most of them are extinct and only those left who can survive the increasingly vicious and contagious plague. They can only count the days that are always haunted by fear.
They had little chance of surviving.
They can't be missing out.
With blank stares, they spend their time alone, thinking and thinking. Because only a few of them can recover from the plague. They start to lock themselves up, avoid communication and cunningly start bringing each other down. Until one day an organized group was formed, working hand in hand, collecting, maintaining and sharing information, so that all of them could survive.
The group is called FOMO FOXES.