Sleepy Fox Hollow an eerie feeling

Voices drew Cyclone toward the presence of two wolves, and she eyeballed them for a moment, eavesdropping with no shame. She had a notion that she might take this little hollow for herself (and whoever wanted to join her), so she was extra curious about anybody who was lingering around these parts. Still, she wasn't territorial just yet. Curious, interested, and intrigued... but not territorial.

As she drew closer, she could hear that they were talking about deserts and sand, neither of which Cyclone knew much about. She knew that deserts were nowhere around here, but that was about it. There was sand on the coast, but being next to a big body of water meant that nothing was too terribly dry. The browner wolf went on to talk about places with trees and water which were... pretty much everywhere Cyclone had ever known.

Deciding to make her presence known (she'd only been around for half a minute or so at this point), Cyclone slipped out from behind some bushes and butted right in. Sounds like everywhere around here is an oases, wouldn't you say?