Swiftcurrent Creek false twilight

So focused on her task, she did not notice Scimitar until he spoke, and she whipped her hair back and forth her head around to see him in the day's last rays of sunshine. “Jace,” she replied with no hesitation. “I went to The Sunspire and pissed on their lands. I was asking for it, no doubt, but how else am I to make them understand that they are not welcome?” Fox had tested the diplomatic approach, and it had done them no good. The Sunspire did not budge, and Fox would continue to heckle them until they were far, far away from the creek.

“Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious. I’ve had much worse before.” It just happened that this one was particularly itchy tonight. Glancing back to her mussed fur, she lifted her chin so he could see the one on her chest. “Say, would you mind getting that one for me? It’s in the most inconvenient place.”