Blackfoot Forest One less regret

Lost Creek Hollow, the boy said. The name sounded familiar, though not enough so to be placed. Bhediya tried to remember where she'd heard it as she emerged from the shadows. A friendly smile was offered to both strangers (rather, the stranger and Pike). What are you hunting? she asked. Getting pointers from a child wasn't ideal, but it was better than nothing.

I'm Bhediya. The introduction was intended mostly for the other adult. This is definitely fox territory, yeah. It seemed that a majority of them were absent, though she wasn't complaining. It wouldn't be long before they made a triumphant return.