Duck Lake weeping willow

Confounded by his apparent "leadership from afar," Fox was about to ask him to elaborate, but he did it without prompt. “I see,” she replied, “So why are you here if you’ve got Loki’s Keep?” Fox wondered if perhaps he had been overthrown by an underling. Or maybe he had just decided he didn't like the scenery anymore. Perhaps he just got lost and never made his way back. Fox did not see herself leaving the creek for any reason. They were her family now, even if they were a disjointed and dysfunctional one.

For a second, the yearling wondered what her own life would unravel to. She had already accomplished far more in her life than she had ever expected to, and she still had several years ahead of her. Next spring, she would likely pass on her legacy in the form of little sprogs. That is, of course, if she found a suitable father for the children.