Swiftcurrent Creek whoop, there it is

This one sure was a talker! “Why would I think you are crazy?” Fox asked. Maybe a little childish and naive, but not crazy. Crazy was... not knowing who you or where you were. Doing things that made no sense. Just because Farkas liked to prattle on didn't mean he was crazy by any means. And since he had come to the water's edge at the very hottest part of the day, he must not have been completely insane.

She found him... well, a little bit odd, that was true, but no more than any other wolf who lived beneath their intangible roof. Everybody had their quirks, and his just happened to be talking a lot. At least he had his looks going for him, although Fox doubted she could ever stand beside somebody who acted as he did. As a friend, sure, but more? That was harder to imagine.