Swiftcurrent Creek dogs howling at the moon

Fox could only assume that his answer meant that they were merely buddies. Friends of some sort brought together by some events that had led to them arriving at the creek. And really, that was as much as Fox wished to know. She still found it strange that they would not seek a land of their own to rule together. She thought they would have settled down and had children while they groomed others like Fox had done since the moment of Lethe's death. The thought that either of them may not want such responsibilities was beyond Fox's comprehension. She was driven by instinct to rule and procreate.

“I see,” she responded after a moment. “So what do you hope to accomplish here, with the creek?” she asked. “Merely to survive, or do you yearn for more?” Fox always tried to gauge what the goals of her comrades were so she might help them along (if possible) or kick them to the curb (if it threatened her livelihood in some way).