Great Bear Wilderness [m] forty-eight hours feels so much longer

Bramblepoint. Attn: @Rosalyn.

Again, Fox returned to the path of torn-up trees. She arrived earlier than she needed to and intended to stay later than was necessary. The Redhawk still lacked knowledge of her lover's name, but that only made things more tantalizing. The mother, mate, and leader mulled over how long she could string out the introductions, the greetings, and all that baggage. Maybe her lover would be content, just as she was, to keep things purely physical. In all reality, though, Fox wasn't even sure if she would remain content with a purely physical relationship. Time would most certainly tell.

A stick broke somewhere, and Fox whirled around, expecting to see the dark-furred, bright-eyed wolf, but it was only a deer who quickly fled once it spotted her. Fox let out her breath and shook her head. Why was she getting so worked up about this? She returned her attention to the mangled trees, jumping atop a fallen trunk and surveying the damage. It was worse than she'd initially realized.