Blacktail Deer Plateau turn it up

I decided not to thread with myself. :B

Fox continued her back-on-the-ground dance for some three minutes before she finally felt enough relief from the itchy bugs that she rolled over and stood up, panting. It was only then that she spotted her two younger pack-mates. The yearling glanced around a bit sheepishly before speaking. “Uh, hey guys. I mean, er, girls.” Fox gave them a half-hearted smile. “I got some kind of itchy fuckers taking over my skin. That's what that... dance was all about.” Surely she sounded batshit crazy, but Fox was doing her best to explain her odd behavior.

As she stood, the yearling wondered what Peregrine's children (and stepchildren) thought of her. Were they afraid of her? Threatened by her? Angry with her? Ambivalent toward her? Perhaps they hadn't given it any thought at all, but Fox sincerely doubted that. For the most part, the Beta had kept her distance from them, figuring they would need time to adjust. Hell, she needed time to adjust.