Swiftcurrent Creek connection

Fox heeded Bazi's call as quickly as she could, although she had been at the midpoint of their home. It seemed Jace had already arrived, and Fox gave him a curt nod to acknowledge him. The fireball then looked to the stranger briefly, assessing his strength on a purely visual level. If anything, he was fit, strong, and large. Perhaps a little worn, but that was to be expected of any loner. Her final acknowledgement was given to Bazi with a nose touch to the white girl's shoulder.

Turning back to the stranger, whom she assumed was a potential creek member, Fox spoke. "What do you bring to the creek?" she asked him, not realizing that Jace had asked this question moments before she arrived. Fox would not dilly-dally with introductions. If he was to be chased off, there was no reason for him to know her name, nor her, his. The girl's tail twitched then, awaiting an answer and wondering if he would be good breeding stock for next year.