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Wifi exclaimed that she'd been stung by a fly, to which Fox immediately feigned worry and horror. "You know what that means..." When Wildfire closed the gap between them, Fox finished her sentence. "Time to gnaw off a leg!" she said, nibbling on Wildfire's front paw with a cackle. A macabre joke, but one she hoped would get some kind of reaction. They were old enough now that Fox could finally start terrorizing them around every corner. Blowing things out of proportion, incorporating sarcasm, and most of all: scaring them half to death. It was going to be a fun year!

Not wanting to completely ignore Dhole's other concern and question about Finley, Fox answered as best as she could. "I think Finley might be sad about what happened." At least, that was the only explanation Fox could give. The times that Swiftcurrent Creek had needed to kill to protect their own, it had brought down the whole mood of the pack. "And she's not much a worrier... though she's an excellent warrior. So is Elwood, as am I. Is that what you want to be?"