Porcupine Ridge city of decay

Fox halted a few yards away when he settled into a sit. Her curiosity was piqued, and she wondered what he was doing out here. An outrider for Perry? She had gotten close enough that his scent wafted toward her. She had met few, if any of Perry's kin. To say she had "met" his two children was an overstatement. The two small girls had done nothing but stay on the sidelines both times that Fox had encountered them. They seemed to have a good connection with their father, and it made Fox wonder what their connection to their mother was like.

Refocusing her gaze on the male before her, Fox took a few cautious steps forward. They were on neutral ground, but of course she never really felt "neutral" toward anybody. Those who were not of the creek were enemies or potential recruits by default. Perry was somewhere floating in space. He should have been an enemy, but for some reason Fox found him charming. With the distance between the two of them closing, Fox flicked her tongue to show that she meant no harm.