Wapun Meadow Safety in an Open Mind

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At Tuwa's excitement and words, Fox could only embrace the girl. It was possible that Tuwawi was the closest thing that Fox had ever had to a friend. In fact, the more they interacted, the more Fox felt that Tuwawi was her friend. Despite their less-than-pleasant first meeting, the yearling had taken a liking to her lookalike comrade in ways she had not thought possible. It was unlike the militant relationship she had with Jinx or the aloof one she had with Njal. And it was so very different from what she had with Haunter. The more Fox put her roots in the creek, the more she was beginning to realize how complex and astoundingly different her interactions with her pack-mates were. She had been too young to realize it before, but this leap in social awareness would do her some good.

“Go on and go share the news with him,” said Fox, knowing that Tuwawi would not wish to be away from Njal any longer than she had to. It would be fine if the news came from his wife, and Fox thought it might be better if it did. There was something oddly satisfying about giving the pair exactly what they wanted. The yearling nudged her packmate to move her along, releasing Tuwawi from any guilt she might have about abandoning the young leader.