Redhawk Caldera winds from the southwest

Either he had no sense of humor, or Fox just wasn't very good at jokes. She was going to bank on the former, and she rolled her eyes when all he did was offer up his actual name and something about a "canada." Really? Was he that dull? Perhaps she should have been thankful that there was a boring wolf in the ranks, but a part of her longed for the days of her youth (read: her couple of years) when there had been adventure and chaos around every corner.

Fox knew she couldn't just say, "See ya later, boring dude." She'd have to suck it up and deal with the banality of it all. "What’s a canada?" she asked, oblivious to the human lines drawn in the sand dirt and snow.