Swiftcurrent Creek summertime blues

This is for anybody who hasn't had a one-on-one thread with Fox recently (or ever!). I'm also happy to bump it up to present-day. ^__^

Fox tore through a rabbit, shredding it to pieces as she devoured the small, long-dead creature. As always, it made a total mess. The smell of blood was thick upon her when she finished, and the sight of it, too. All around her muzzle were the remnants of the hare, and the yearling licked her chops to rid her red and white muzzle of the debris. It didn't clean it completely, although it did wash away some of the stain. Feeling quite satisfied, Fox leapt upon a rock and sat there for a moment.

She contemplated the current state of things, and realized that she was missing out on some possible team-building between herself and some of her newer packmates. Ever since she had promoted Bazi and Njal into leadership, she had slacked on getting to know the newbies. Now that they were there to vet the joiners, not everybody went through Fox before being allowed to join her ranks. Lifting her still-stained muzzle to the sky, she called out for company, hoping for one of those she had yet to really interact with to join her.