Porcupine Ridge city of decay

Oddly enough, Fox felt at peace laying beside the stranger who came from Perry's land. They had little to no connection with one another, but he had been friendly and silly. While those weren't always traits that Fox sought out, she wondered if perhaps she should have been looking for them all the while. For what purpose, she was not sure. Fox knew that, when she took a mate, he would be strong and wise and handsome. Could one be wise and silly at the same time? Thoughts of that level were never really fit for Fox's tiny brain.

Wriggling her body just so, she moved closer to him so that their backs were touching. The words "oddly comforting" continued to make an appearance in her thought cycles, and she blinked lazily as she stared into the grassy abyss.