Swiftcurrent Creek local natives

Fox had never been a particularly sensitive wolf. In fact, she was quite the opposite. When thinking about others, she could see only the facts and figures of how to make a decision. With her own decision-making, she was swayed far more heavily by emotion and attachment. The yearling nodded when Bones spoke of Perry and his offspring... but again, Bones had never met them. It was perplexing as to why she felt some kind of connection to them. Fox had all but forgotten her family now, preferring the Swiftcurrent wolves to be her family instead.

Counseling was clearly not Fox's strong point, so a part of her was relieved when Ferdie came along. He had more of a knack for it, even if Fox still thought he could be off-putting at times. Their personalities were just too dissimilar. As he expected, she did tune him out a few words in, preening her front foreleg as he spoke to Bones. Of the few words she caught, they sounded like fluffy nonsense to her. But if that was what Bones wanted to hear, Fox was all for it. So long as it didn't take her permanently away from the creek.