I'm just gonna set this before Major steals from Northstar Vale :)
@Zhenya
Major trotted through the forest, enjoying a peaceful day. It was a peaceful day yeah, but Major could only enjoy peaceful for a couple minutes. He liked adventure! Action, confrontation and excitement! That's what drove the young fox to keep living, the thrill of another day. He smelled another pack nearby, and while he wanted to go check it out, he wasn't sure he had the nerve yet. He was a very daring fox, but was he ready for the big leagues? One wolf, pfft too easy. But a whole pack on his tail, he didn't know.
He stopped at a creek, and hopped right on in. He splashed around, giggling when bubbles popped on the surface.
Mitzi had left Seabreeze back in King Elk with the promise of her return. She had decided to wander northward, though the sound of running water to the east had pulled her temporarily off route. As she drew nearer, she could hear the excited sounds of someone else who had found the hidden treasure, but that bothered her nought. So far as she was concerned, the two of them had nothing to do with one another.
Mitzi sighed and kneeled down to begin sipping at the water, her ears flickering as water was splashed into them. She looked up and saw the little flame bouncing about, then barked a slight warning. It wasn't one meant to incite a fight, as Mitzi wasn't too hungry anyway. It was moreso just one to communicate her inner thoughts: Chill.
Major looked up sharply when he heard the bark. It surprised him, for he'd been so caught up in his bubble game, he hadn't scented any wolves nearby. For a moment all of his fiery golden fur puffed up, that of it that wasn't wet, and he looked around for the source of the bark. When he saw her, his fur settled back down, for she didn't look to threatening and she wasn't a decent distance away from him. He stared at her now, admiring in awe her odd pink fur. Naturally curious and friendly, he wanted to ask about it.
He hopped closer to her, then stopped, a small sun in the water. He blinked his coffee brown eyes and spoke, Hey, how did you make yourself pink?
Mitzi snorted and batted her tail against each side. I'm not pink
, she said, anymore than you're red.
The little fox was firey, yes, but foxes were more orange than they were red, the same way that Mitzi was more blush! than she was pink. I was born this way, of course.
This was the first time Mitzi had ever engaged in conversation with a fox, as she'd only ever seen them once they'd kicked it.
What's your name, anyway? I'm Mitzi.
To be extra welcoming, Mitzi even raised a paw for the little fox to nudge as proper greeting.