Swiftcurrent Creek bad habits, schmad habits

Fox figured he had a good point. He was essentially a pack prisoner, even though he was expected to contribute to the daily communal being of Swiftcurrent. “As such,” she replied after a brief pause. She allowed a few moments of silence to pass between them before speaking again. “Do you think staying here will bring her back?” she asked. Initially, she had hoped that Cutthroat and her cronies would come back for him, but that seemed less and less likely as the days went by. “And what was your involvement with that bunch?”

To some, these questions should have been asked as soon as he set foot on Swiftcurrent's land. Truth be told, Fox wasn't even sure if she had asked him these questions or received answers. Her memory was a bit on the dim side in all things, and she often reasked questions that had been asked two or three times over. In fact, she could sometimes not even remember the names of her comrades, sad as that was.