Heron Lake Plateau that attitude is gonna lose you that toy.

The would-be spy within her recoiled when she was spotted, though Bat remembered a beat later that she hadn't been attempting to hide. She returned the stranger's smile and even lifted one paw in a sort of casual salute. She opened her mouth to holler something when the other wolf directed her attention to the fox. She clapped her mouth shut, not wanting to frighten away the object of the other female's fascination.

From her unique vantage point, Bat observed the fox too. It was bouncing around in the snow, sometimes with its bottom thrust upward and its bottle brush of a tail flicking wildly to and fro. The yearling quirked a brow, gaze wandering back to her lupine comrade as if to say, Da fuq?