Dawnlark Plains Textbook narcissism? Agreed.

Her answer to his query was a simple "No" as she stopped and stilled her paws. Something had caught her eye, and as her audits roamed atop her skull, her steel eyes scanned the undergrowth in front of her. It was dead, barren, and little places to hide...but there. Her tail lashed as her gaze found it, a single creature with a pelt of rust. It was yet another fox, yet this one seemed to be a juvenile. Aeronwyn dropped into a crouch, edging around the creature. She did not know where it's burrow was, but if she could drive it towards the male he might be able to catch it. When she had rounded the cub, she sprang; the fox bolted straight at the dark furred male