Duck Lake Ain't it good being all alone

Well, howdy there!

Duck Lake, while not the prettiest thing to behold, happened to have one of the most reliable sources of prey. The ducks that flocked there seemed to go on without end, and Fox never once feared that the creek wolves would go hungry because of that. And it was that very reason that she often found herself skulking by the ugly, bird-ridden lake. Seeing wolves react to the lake was usually somewhat amusing to Fox. Some wolves were afraid, some annoyed, others amused. Fox usually chased the ducks for sport, not for food, although she had caught a few from time to time.

She was wandering close to the lake when the sharp scent of another wolf made her fur stand on end. Was it one of those wolves from The Sunspire? Fox loathed them through and through since they had not left their base, and she was reminded that she would need to make another appearance there soon. When she examined the scent further, though, it did not have even a hint of Ferdie or Jace around it, so the girl assumed it was not one of their scoundrels.

It took the girl a moment to spot the dark figure against the grass and occasional tree, but Fox laid eyes on her soon enough. This was no pup, as Magpie and Bones were. With purpose in her step, Fox trotted toward the stranger, her posture insinuating "I'm only a threat if you make me one."