Redhawk Caldera nerf gun party

Fox's sprained foot should be fully healed in a couple days, woo! Rib has still got ~4 weeks.

Although it still troubled her a few times a day, Fox was certain that the paw she had injured was almost back to full capacity. She had to be careful when getting up or laying down, but for the most part, she felt good about it. She and Peregrine had seen nearly a half turn of the moon since they first set eyes on this place, and now she was proud to call it their home.

The weather was chilly, cloudy, and not terribly "pretty" by the standards of most, but the cool air was a blessing for Fox, who disliked the heat of summer. Not only that, but it meant winter was coming soon. It was then that they would begin preparing the den site for their children, something she was head-over-heels enthusiastic about.

Presently, Fox was marching along the base of her mountain home, keeping an eye out for any would-be trespassers. She'd gladly chase them off. Or perhaps one of her pack-mates would join her for the afternoon jog. In either case, she was alert to her surroundings, looking out for anything of interest.