Arrow Lake shooting fish in a barrel

Macawi sat upon her haunches and eyed the fox. "Macawi does not normally require payment for her kindness, but she is curious. What would this one give her in return for fishing lessons?"

Macawi was surprised, really. Suddenly, her life had taken a good turn. She now had met five others who had not automatically attacked her on sight. To her, that was an impressive number, considering that her whole life she had mostly spent running from others. Though she had to admit, having a conversation with a fox was a bit silly. She wondered at how they could even understand one another. Technically foxes were her cousins also, weren't they?

A flash of her dream came back to her. What? she thought to herself, and laughed in her head. A pack with wolves, coyotes, dogs, and foxes? She laughed aloud this time, and said, "How silly! How utterly wonderful, though!"