Blacktail Deer Plateau common courtesy

Fox held her tongue this time around, feeling that she was hitting a nerve by calling his brother out for being a man-whore. Hormones or not, Fox thought he should have been able to see that the girl was clearly only there to get some nookie and then get out. Fox had always disliked the idea of bastard children, so to hear that Perry's brother had been the source of some left a bad taste in her mouth. Of course, she herself had never experienced the hormonal imbalance that came with the change of the seasons, so in that regard, she had no idea what she was talking thinking about.

Her head tilted to one side as she listened to the next tidbit of information. It was a sad story, even for Fox who felt that life and death were just part of the way the world worked. Unfortunately, Fox failed when it came to giving out words of comfort, so she also declined to comment on that news.

Thankfully, Perry followed up with a question about the creek, and one that she was happy to reply to. “I’m afraid I’ll have to wait until next year to be bloated and gross,” she replied with a grin, “But two of my most loyal comrades are having a litter together, so we will not be without our own sprogs.” Hopefully, this news would project the creek as a powerful pack.