The Heartwood Don't screw this up!

Quiet's eyebrows raised at the fox's explanation. Oh, interested in my meal, eh? It was suspicious, but the fox's wince and the sigh that followed suggested that he didn't mean to phrase it like that....but Quiet was still suspicious.

The wolf, unable to speak with or without the muskrat in her jaws shook her head. She was in a way new to this area of the Wilds, but she had been here for a few months now. She wasn't exactly new..but she couldn't reiterate this with the fox.