Blacktail Deer Plateau in the shape of a heart

For once in her life, Fox listened. Perhaps it was because she truly cared about what she was hearing from Blue. It seemed that her problem was not exactly listening... it was listening to things she did not wish to hear. The yearling couldn't help but be amused that Blue thought the word "crap" was crass language. Fox had said and heard far, far worse things in her short span of life. She had expected Blue's question to be a test, for sure, but she had not expected it to be an offer to switch places. The yearling did not allow her surprise to show, keeping a steady, even expression throughout Blue's speech.

“I’ll accept,” Fox replied, “on the condition that you let me know what your expectations are.” It was hard to live up to any expectations if she did not know what they were. Fox was taking a page right out of her own book and practicing what she had only just preached to Kaihra a day or two ago. “You don’t have to answer right now; it’s a loaded question, and as I’m sure you’ve noticed, I’m not that great at retaining information given in large chunks. Just promise me that you won't expect something out of me that isn't obvious or you haven't already told me about.”