Dawnlark Plains possum pendulum

Grayday's ears flickered at the word that came out of Dauntless's mouth, but he didn't otherwise react. All the kids seemed to want to call him different things, but as long as it wasn't 'Late for Supper' the male didn't really mind. 'Pops' was a new one, though.

Instead, he pulled a face at the mention of fox and shook his head. "No thanks. Doesn't sit well with me. Something about the smell," he demured. And it was true. Foxes were gross just to be around. Perhaps it was a holdover from that failed gift he'd gotten for Adeline. Who knew? "I just came by to see you. We haven't talked much lately, or at all since your brothers and sister were born."