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Thistle had not know many foxes or coyotes. A few one who had been kind to her, when she had been round with babes. So it was with gentle surprise she saw a little fox she believe approaching her fairly easily. She smiled at him and wagged her tail once, just ot show that she wasn't expecting to be attacked or attack him. Then she simply waited and watched him come closer with slight wariness, but also small bit of wonder. She was curious.

She smiled softly to herself surprised. It had been so long since she had actually be curious about something, it was a welcome change. More proof that she was slowly getting better, slowly coming from beneath the black cloud of loss and grief.