Swiftcurrent Creek avoidant

Jinx had been... oddly absent. Well, not exactly. The newly-crowned Beta had taken to avoiding Fox. Or it was just incredibly bad luck, but Fox refused to believe in such things as luck. It left a bad taste in the fireball's mouth, though she could not quite say why. She had no reason to believe that Jinx was doing anything but being a good little leader, and yet... something in Fox's gut just didn't sit well with her. Back at nearly full-strength, the yearling set out toward the borders, thinking she might catch the avoidant leader mid-patrol. If not, there was still patrolling that needed to be done.

Swiftcurrent had grown steadily in size since Fox had taken over, and she decided she would have to be more picky about who she would accept in the future. Not that any of her current followers were weak. In fact, she could not think of a single "dead weight" among the ranks. There were newcomers who would have to prove their worth, but that was an ongoing process that would not stop until Swiftcurrent ceased to exist.