Redhawk Caldera You can hate me if you want to, but it won't break me

Fox nodded politely to Blue Willow before she turned and headed back to the plateau which Fox had once called home (even if it had never felt that way). Perhaps some wolves were never meant to get along. Maybe, years down the road, they would all look back on this and think about how petty they had been to one another. Not that Fox could ever see herself doing that, but who knew what the future would hold. It was full of unexpected events, that much the young leader had gathered.

She had no desire to express her opinions to Peregrine, if only because she knew it was a point on which they would disagree. When he mentioned grabbing some food, she wagged her tail and bounded after him, eager to put some warm, fresh meat in her belly.