Fox's Glade so fresh so clean

The wolf spazzed out a little bit, like he couldn't remember how to function in reverse, and as he withdrew from the hole he nearly collided with Vihaan. The boy did his own kind of hop-and-skip dance number, and loosed a small chuckle as he listened to the stranger's words; the accent was surprising but not harsh to his ears. He was curious about this guy now — but any questions he had were put aside for the time being.

I'm not one to judge, well, that was a blatant lie, but he honestly didn't think the view was all that bad (winky face). But I think you'd have a better chance of catching a rabbit before it hits the burrows. That's like, end game material right there. Gotta dig, and then get all dirty, and for all you know the rabbit has another entrance and its gone!

The boy's tail whisked the air at his hips, and as he spoke he looked over the spaniard's head and around his shoulders, trying to get a good look at the excavated hole. He played it up a bit by squinting and sniffing the air, but then came to the abrupt conclusion that yeah man, that pipsqueak is gonzo. Better luck next time I guess.