Wapun Meadow Safety in an Open Mind

Finally free of her restrictive healing phase, Fox broke free from the creek's borders at a gallop. She was careful not to push herself too hard, but she couldn't help but feel incredibly free from her home which had felt like a prison over the past couple of weeks. The mood had not improved as much as she would have liked, but Fox knew that the warmer weather would bring cheer to the wolves of Swiftcurrent. And if not, perhaps it was simply their fate to be a more solemn pack. She would not object to such a thing, even if she preferred her comrades to be at least a little bit more cheery.

Cresting the top of a hill in the meadow, Fox caught sight of Tuwawi just a few hundred yards off. There were several things that Fox wished to speak of with her fireball twin, and this seemed like a perfect opportunity. Changing her direction accordingly, she slid up to the Epsilon and greeted her with a gentle touch to the shoulder, though Tuwawi had probably noticed her long before. Her eyes followed what Tuwa had been looking at in the first place, and a smile crept to her features.

“Looks like we won’t have to worry about food this spring,” she said, licking her own chops to solidify her statement.