Spotted Eagle Mountain the most beautiful girl in the room

The fox hopped atop a rock (that's some Dr. Suess level shit), looked straight at Tytonidae, and barked. Slightly stunned by the vixen's bold behavior, Ty stopped in her tracks, paused, then half-smirked, half-smiled, half-chuckled to herself. It was a one hundred fifty percent kind of response to what seemed like a totally out of character action for a fox. Nevertheless, Ty was amused and intrigued. She thought, maybe for a moment, that one of her woodland friends had come to visit her. Perhaps they hadn't all been a dream.

Tytonidae woofed back in response, then jogged toward the rock where the red and black creature sat. She eyeballed it cautiously, wondering if it was sick or otherwise broken in some way. Maybe it was injured, waiting to be put out of its misery? But she smelled no illness upon it, nor did she smell blood or anything else out of the ordinary. Still, she was skeptical. "Well?" she asked once she was within earshot.