Sequoia Coast this little piggy went

Last post for me!

"Yup," Fox affirmed when he asked if the eggs were truly for him. Why would she lie about such a thing? When he stated that she didn't have to save any, she replied with a chipper, "Well, duh. I don't have to do anything. Consider it a token of my thanks." To make her point more clear, Fox took a few steps back from the eggs, making sure he had plenty of room to eat them. He seemed oddly hesitant, and she wondered why. But it was none of her business, really, and she didn't care enough to inquire further.

"I think I'm gonna head back to the plateau, Mister Bird Chaser," she said, eyes turned upward to look at the sun's position in the sky. "I'd ask you to tell Junior I said hello, but I don't think she likes me much. Family issues and all." The red girl shrugged to suggest it was no big deal. "Thanks for your help!" Even if the plateau wolves wouldn't be hunting birds, it was good to know that the coast had easy pickings of some sort. With a final wag of her tail, Fox gave Atlas one last look before heading southeast.