Fox's Glade where you gon' be at?

the huntress continued on her rampage, stamping out her anger with each step. there was another wolf travelling on a path perpendicular to her own, but blondine didn't realize until a near collision. she drew back with a gasp — oh! — and opened her mouth to apologize.

excuse me, dear, she laughed, then taking a step back, my mind was off huntin' foxes. blondine turned her face to widen the view of her remaining eye. it was then that the realization set in, one that brought both comfort and concern. 

instead of stopping to make sure her assumption was correct, the huntress turned and left without another word.