Swiftcurrent Creek pack activity · spring festival

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Perhaps she had not picked the best time to celebrate the upcoming warmer weather, but the yearling simply could not bear everybody being so depressed all the time. It was insensitive of her, but she failed not notice this. To her, injuries were just that: injuries. They would heal in time, and putting on a good face was the best way to keep them alive and well during the process. Besides, there was no reason for them to be so forlorn. They had annihilated the cougar, nobody had been mortally wounded (according to Fox, who did not count the miscarried pups of Jinx), and that was cause for celebration in her book.

As they trickled in, one by one, Fox looked to them. Jinx was the first to arrive, and she seemed the most downtrodden. The yearling gave her a brief smile, and then watched as Njal entered the clearing. Jinx had managed to hold on to her rank despite everything, and for that, Fox was already preparing to ask the Kesuk to help her in daily leadership duties. It would do well for the pack to gain a second leader, and Jinx would make a fine Beta. It had always been between the two, but Fox realized now that Jinx was stronger than any other within their ranks.

Njal, Tuwawi, and Jinx all sat away from her, but it was Ferdie who sat closer than any of them. Slightly bewildered, but not offended, Fox offered him a nod of a greeting. She still was not sure what to make of him exactly, but she figured things would sort themselves out in due time. Speaking of things that were sorting themselves out, Haunter arrived shortly after Ferdie, and while Fox had thought he would find a seat beside her, he lingered on the outskirts of the clearing. She mentally scoffed, and she would probably comment on his behavior later, but now was not the time for such personal matters.

A wave of misplaced frustration washed over Fox, wishing so hard that everybody could just be happy and get over it. That was her youth mind, of course, but she did not know it at the time. She thought that once everybody had healed physically, things would go back to being normal, at the very least.

Figuring there were enough of her followers here to start the whole happy spring festival, Fox stood and shook out her coat. While her injuries still ached, they had come a long way with the help of Tuwawi, Haunter, and Lecter. “Hey everybody,” she addressed them, casually as ever, “I know we’ve had a rough bit of it lately, but spring is here, so I wanted to do something to… improve the morale.” Fox had planned for this very little, but she figured there was probably something she could think of. “I was thinking we might just go around and say what we’re looking forward to about spring.” It seemed like some ridiculous team-building exercise, but Fox thought it might help them. And if it didn't, she'd just have to fart on them all. Yeah, that would work!

“I’ll start. I’m looking forward to sunbathing and, uh, more food.” If Fox kept eating the way she did (with at least a few of her comrades bringing her food), she'd be one big old fatty come summertime.