Moonspear Come back my love

It was clear that they could not go far north, not without walking into their enemies' grasp. Still, this place was not so far, and Fox had noticed Sebastian's absence. She could not recall where he had gone, or when he said he would be back, but she had begun to worry, just a little. Had he abandoned them? She had considered him an asset to Redhawk Caldera, and it would be weaker without him. Perhaps it was because of his absence that she left the caldera today, though she went under the guise of recruiting more members. Ever since their initial recruitment drive, she had only brought back Njal.

A familiar voice called out, though it wasn't for her. Even so, she went to investigate, keeping far enough away until she realized who it was. The sight of him brightened her features, and she wagged her tail as she trotted toward FitzDutiful. "Fitz!" she called out, her voice chipper. The other wolf had not gone unnoticed, but Fox did not know him, nor his scent. Keeping friends outside of Redhawk Caldera was nearly impossible for a wolf like Fox, but Fitz happened to be one of those wolves she didn't outright despise. Here, on neutral ground, she was happy to be cordial.