Wapun Meadow Wakooli

Fading this one out. :)

He followed, and Fox knew she had him right then and there. What she did not know was that they both thought that they had claimed one another in different ways. Fox continued toward the creek with Farstep on her heels — her steps light and bouncy. He was a fine specimen, and she was glad to bring him back to her home. He would make a good addition, despite the fact that she lacked knowledge of his name. That kind of thing, while helpful in some cases, was of little concern to her.