Sad day today

I sit outside with my chickens and have a pretty good relationship with them. They always run to me and let pick them up.

Today I went inside for a quick second and I came outside to feathers everywhere, specifically in their dust hole. After investigating, I knew she was gone just by how many feathers there were, but I called my husband to help me find her.

Found feathers across the street and followed them into the woods. Found 3 separate piles along a game trail, but no little Henrietta.

I feel absolutely devastated. They are my little flock and Henrietta was the leader and always the first to run to me. I am pretty sure it was a fox because when I was in the woods across the street a realized there was a perfect view from the woodline and have seen a fox peering over the Ridgeline a couple times since.

When they're not outside they have a coop and run inside of our garage. We're supposed to move them outside to an outdoor run, but I'm so scared this fox (strong assumptions because my neighbors have told me after the fact that a fox killed 19 of theirs in one day) is going to make it its personal mission ​to kill other girls, and my heart is broken over poor Henrietta.