Blacktail Deer Plateau only time will tell

"I've got more news," she replied, completely oblivious to the way he admired her then and there. Fox had never been a romantic, and since they lived in two separate packs, that thought had never even crossed her mind. It would be a disgrace to be involved with somebody outside one's own pack. Even Bones's involvement with the plateau and her father was perplexing to the yearling, though she did not hold it against the juvenile.

"The wolves on Silvertip Mountain are being a little overzealous. My scout was in a nearby neutral territory, and I was told she would be 'punished' if she got close to the mountain again." If prey had been scarce, Fox would have understood. But this was springtime, and there was plenty of food to go around. The neutral grounds should always be just that: neutral. "Has Bones come to visit you?" she asked, leading the conversation in a different direction.