Fox's Glade i'm up

The fox answered readily, calling himself Hiraku. "Reggie," she replied simply. Her eyes then flicked to the raccoon, even as the pine cone struck her right in the side of the face. It didn't hurt as much as it startled her, though its rough edges scratched the flesh beneath her right eye. Regipre blinked rapidly, gaze dropping to the pine cone as it rolled against her one remaining forepaw and came to a stop. She then squinted at the raccoon.

There was nothing she could do to defend herself. If the raccoon wanted to throw things at her, it could do so all day long. With no chance of fight or flight, Reggie huffed quietly, accepting her fate. She glanced at Hiraku out of the corner of her eye and thought of repeating her promise to catch fish in exchange for some protection. But she remained silent, sinking to the ground and ducking her head to avoid further missiles.