Sleepy Fox Hollow Well, where else to go?

Hiraku gazed on the surrounding meadow with a bit of annoyance. He had more trouble in this place than any of the others, despite the fact he was a red fox. Territory disputes and just plain hatred was all he encountered so far. He sat against a tree with a defeated expression on his face. Of course the one place he should've fit in with would shun him, and why shouldn't they? While the human scent was definitely gone, he instead smelled mostly of wolf. Why would I spend so much time with wolves, he thought, oh, that's right, I'm half-crazy. He found out that "white wolf" following him was a mere figment of his imagination, as the thing was able to run through a tree. He sighed, thinking of his options. The forest a bit north from here was interesting, and the glade seemed reasonable. Another sigh escaped his mouth as he leaned against a tree. It isn't like he needed to go anywhere in a hurry.