Hideaway Strath you don't know the power of styrofoam.

There were so many smells here that it was a bit overwhelming.  Fennec had missed out on a lot of the border work that Fig had accompanied on (fake or otherwise), so she was surprised.  Smells, She said, wrinkling her little nose but smiling.  With all these wolf smells there had to be tons of coots out!

Ya howl n den come.  She listened intently for a moment, seeing if she heard anything around, but there was nothing save birdsong and her brother breathing next to her.  She picked up her little muzzle and howled loudly, a big C'mere! to anyone who might be listening.