Swiftcurrent Creek bad habits, schmad habits

This is for @Cutthroat! I think I agreed to start a thread for us at some point? I kinda lost track. Lemme know if you don't want a thread. :)

Having spent most of the day checking to make sure the new members of the pack were settling in well, Fox realized that the sunlight was waning, and she was growing weary. Despite the fact that Bazi and Njal had been helping tremendously, the recent bout of joiners had been quite a handful. Swiftcurrent had practically doubled in size over the past several days, and Fox was still adjusting to it.

And then, of course, there was her den-mate. She rarely spoke to him, but since they shared their sleeping grounds, it was not like she could avoid him completely. To be honest, he seemed to be fitting into the pack quite well. He showed no signs of scampering away in the middle of the night (or day), and for that, Fox was thankful. The last thing she needed was to have to worry about something like that.

The yearling crouched into the den, panting and nosing her way around until she found a good spot. There, she relaxed, wondering when Cutthroat would join her.