Swiftcurrent Creek flume

Her warden submitted quickly, and for that, she was thankful. Such displays of challenge were not uncommon where she came from, and so she was not overly surprised by his challenging behavior. That did not mean that she enjoyed such things, only that she understood them for what they were. Fox released him as soon as he lowered himself to the ground, and she sprang back triumphantly. She had made it clear who was boss (and who wasn't).

Fox shook her coat, signaling with her body language that she was no longer a threat and he was free to move about like nothing had happened at all. “You went to the plateau?” she asked, her voice devoid of any anger or frustration at his actions. Perhaps his foray into the outside world had awakened some dormant need for leadership in his bones.