Kintla Flatlands tiptoe through the window

Fox let out a hearty guffaw, wiggling her butt without even really intending to. She probably would have let it go at that point, but Fang managed to set up yet another response that Fox was certain he would get a good laugh (or gag) at. “Eh? You saying there’s poop in my hooha?” she asked, stifling a chuckle with all the willpower she could muster. Fox hadn't had this much fun (aside from her farting contest with Peregrine) in awhile.

Giving up on her antics, she put her tail back down and turned back around to face Fang. “It’s a shame you’ve already got something else lined up,” she said, “I feel like you’d fit right in at the plateau.” Fox could definitely see Peregrine and Fang shooting the shit and having their own farting contests. But she knew that her mate was unlikely to make friends outside of his own pack. She'd been the exception to that rule (once upon a time), and she couldn't see him making another.