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He offered advice, even if Fox was suspicious of it being the truth. She was generally distrusting of strangers from other packs, considering they had every reason to betray her. If he tricked her into doing something stupid, he would get a larger share of the sheep in the end. Still, Fox knew better than to call him out on his (what she thought were) lies. Instead, she pressed him further.

“A trap?” she asked, “What kind of trap?” Fox was a dull-headed creature, and it was rare for her to be imaginative in her ways of getting prey. To her, it was always just chase and attack. Anything beyond that was out of her mental realm.