The Sunspire i'm here to party

Fox missed, having been thwarted by Jace's dodge. This was not about winning, though. This was about making a point. She would come back, time and time again, until they moved their home elsewhere. There was no other way. Fox had set her mind do it, and she was one determined bitch. It was that determination that had lifted her into leadership at only a year old, caused her to start collecting bachelors soon afterward, and what had led her to attack a cougar that had come waltzing into the creek's land.

And it was this determination which had her grappling for any part of Jace she could grab ahold of. His leg, his ear, his neck, his tail—it didn't matter to her. She was not out to kill him. She didn't even want to injure him in any terrible way. And if he thought she hated him, he was far from the truth. To hate him, she would need to have some sort of personal connection with him, and that had been severed the day he had been chased from the creek.