Nova Peak thought you'd never ask

Fox had made it clear at their last meeting that the presence of her old pack mates was not a welcome one – and he hadn’t blamed her, given she had been dethroned and chased from lands she had once called hers. Still, the bit of friendship they might have held prior had dwindled to nothing – she remained a stranger to him now, and as his gaze swept over her, he noted that the old comradery he felt for the spitfire was long dissipated.
 
“What do you want, Fox?” Straight to the point – something both had always been with one another during their short time together. He wondered briefly what life would have been like if he had pursued her instead of her Beta – likely, he would have had his ass handed to him by her mate. Or.. if not, would have had his paws equally as full as he did with Bazi.
 
His features remained distant – aloof, in any manner, and he regarded her like he did any other stranger that lingered close to their borders.