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The sight of the once-sickly white wolf was a welcome one, especially when the Mu pushed forward a fresh meal of fish. Fox felt she could go days upon days without hunting considering all the gifts of food she received on such a regular basis. It was making her quite plump, but the yearling didn't mind packing on the pounds. Besides, she reasoned that it was helping the last little bit of healing she needed to do. It would take a few more weeks for the hair to regrow where the cougar had slashed her shoulder and ribs, but the flesh had mended well with Lecter, Tuwawi, and Haunter's help.

Gobbling up the fish in a few loud and squishy chomps, Fox licked her lips and regarded Bazi. "Thank you," she said, bending her head down slightly to show her gratitude. "I take it you met Lecter?" Now that Fox thought about it, it must have seemed like some cruel joke to send a brand new creek resident to see their "doctor." The old man was horrid, and yet he had managed to fix Fox in record time. Usually a non-believer in medicine, Fox had to admit that his workings had done wonders for her.