Blacktail Deer Plateau retrospective

"Maybe if you spoke fewer words, I would listen," thought Fox. It was hard to pick apart when Willow was saying something of importance or just going on and on about a trivial bit of information. Her logic did not compute with Fox, who did not understand why Willow had said nothing. She could have put her on a trial period until she trusted her. She could have made Fox prove her worth to the pack. Instead, she had given the girl the Beta rank without so much as a whimper or a clause to state what she expected from her. And without expectations, Fox felt free to act as she always had.

Blue called for Peregrine, and Fox went back to digging. Only when Peregrine showed up did she relent her physical activity, her tail twitching in distress. Fox made no move toward her mate, but instead quirked a brow at Blue Willow. She had called him here, so she could speak first. Willow was the more talkative one anyway.