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"Hap... et... a-shut?" Fox questioned, knowing full=well that she'd butchered the name beyond recognition. How was she supposed to get it on the first try, anywho? Why couldn't these wolves have normal, pronounceable names. "Fox" was easy. "Peregrine" was easy. Even Elwood and Finley had easy names. Perhaps that was why her own lineage was all about keeping things simple: just use the words you know.

"I'm Fox. We don't let new members near the rendezvous site for the first couple of weeks, so keep that in mind. Gotta screen the new ones, y'know?" Fox paused, making sure Hap-et-a-shut got the gist of it. "Of course, you're welcome to interact with them outside that." It wasn't like they could keep tabs on everybody at all times... Ferret had proven that much.

She was itching to take the hare back to the kids, but Fox waited as patiently as she could, wondering if the newcomer would have any more questions.