Sheepeater Cliff peach & lime daquiri

She hadn't intended on leaving the security of Blacktail Deer Plateau today, but once she had locked onto the fresh scent of Finn, Fox couldn't help but follow it. Once or twice, she got sidetracked and was thrown off-course by some other, more enticing smell, but she managed to retrace her steps and pick up where she had left off. It felt surprisingly good to be out and about, as this was the first time she had done so since arriving at the plateau. Granted, she had never been much of an explorer (that was Bazi's specialty), but she had enjoyed traveling to Blackfoot Forest to clear her mind. It was a shame she did not live so close to it any longer.

The peculiar sound of a sheep caused Fox to push her ears forward, and it wasn't long before she spotted the elusive Finn. She had been meaning to find him and speak to him (for what purpose, she did not know), so now seemed as good a time as any. “If it isn’t the fabulous Finn,” she greeted quietly so that she wouldn't disturb their meal. “Want some help with those sheep?” Hunting was an easy way to pass the time (and get a reward), and it would give her a chance to bond with one of her pack-mates.