Stone Circle We don't talk anymore

Valette sniffed the fur too, she was not as familiar with female and male fox scents if she was really honest. She labeled it as 'fox'. She just chased them away when they got too close for her comfort. Day mentioned that it was a vixen. It could be that she had been with a male, it seemed to be the right time of year for it. Valette wondered if she was going to settle here.

"Perhaps it is best we find the vixen and chase her out. If she is carrying we don't want her to give brith here in our pack lands. It would mean more foxes," she pointed out to Day. She sniffed it more intently and locked onto the scent. There were some paw prints in the snow and Valette was quick to follow them. Hopefully they weren't too far behind on the fox's trail.