Blacktail Deer Plateau turning the world back on itself

I had to check, lol. It's his left.

Because of where and how they stood in relation to one another, he could see the wound on her back quite clearly. His brow furrowed. As soon as he ascertained what was wrong, he would fetch Blue Willow to have a look at it, supposing Fox was open to it.

The furrow deepened when she spoke. At first, he thought she was referring to objects when she referred to them being stolen. Yet the contextual clues indicated that she was speaking about people (well, wolves). His heart throbbed when she spoke of a death. Obviously, that hit close to home for him.

He didn't mention that now, though. "Who was stolen? And who... passed away?" he asked in a soft voice, touching Fox's red ear tenderly.