Fox's Glade a lotta men didn't; a lotta men died

Day wheeled around at the sound of the bark. He'd been following his own trail, but who knew where that would've led him. It took him less than a minute to reach Remy, and as soon as he came upon the other male and the apparent densite, Day jumped in and began shovelling dirt aside.

The foxes in the den yapped and hissed from deep inside the earth, sometimes lunging as if to attack. Day tried to grab for them when they did this, and consequently, they moved in deeper, huddling at the back of the den. Whatever, though. They'd dig them out soon enough.