Wapun Meadow Wakooli

Her silent acquaintance accepted her offer to chase, and the yearling was not only enthused about this, but also a little bit surprised. It was true that she still had some months before her body would be ready to produce children, although she was aware that her position at the helm of Swiftcurrent meant that she was desirable. Perhaps her youth was in her favor as well, for she could bring whatever male she wished many sons and daughters in the years to come. Fox fully intended on making her choice wisely and picking one who would last a lifetime. Not because she hoped for a romantic partner to last through the ages, but because it was necessary to keep her legacy strong.

Even her time with Haunter had been practical. That did not mean that she hadn't grown attached to him in some way, but he had been a large, strong, and imposing male. He would have made fine children with her, but his departure from the creek had soiled any chance of that happening. Fox would only chose a partner who was in it for the long-haul. What good was a mate who ran off and abandoned her with tiny, helpless children?

Farstep followed, and Fox continued along her initial path for a few seconds before slowing and allowing her body to fall into the thicket of wildflowers. The flowers softened her fall and smelled quite wonderful, despite the yearling not having much appreciation for such things. Relaxed now, Fox pushed her body along the ground, rolling onto her back and wriggling around playfully. Whatever apprehension she'd had about the male had washed away, and now all she wanted was to acquire him.