Blackfoot Forest the yowling won't cease

Okay! Will keep that in mind. Fox tends to forget details anyway, so it works out. ;)

His answer was good enough for her, although it did not give him much time at the creek. Despite his standoffishness (or perhaps because of it), part of her wanted him to stick around for longer. At least until summertime. If he chose to leave then, he'd have yet another season to find somewhere else to hang his coat before things got too bad. She did not expect him to stay, nor did she want to pressure him into something he did not like. Fox knew that even she had not expected to stay when she'd arrived here, and we all saw how that worked out.

With the ever-present calls of the foxes that made up this forest, Fox wondered if she shouldn't try and head back to the creek and get some sleep there. Even she, who loved the sound of the creatures, could not possibly lay her head down to this racket. “You do what you gotta do,” she quipped. “I’m going to attempt to get some shut-eye back at the creek. I’ll leave you to your brooding self.”