Great Bear Wilderness This is the web, web that you weave

There was a moment where Ptarmigan took Finley seriously, and fixed her with a queer, questioning expression. Foxes were about the same shape as wolves, but much smaller, and it was feasible that a wolf could tuck his hind end far enough to impregnate a fox...

But then the Plateau female grinned, and Ptarmigan felt the hot flush of humiliation replace her former uncertainty. “You almost had me,” she admitted as she fought to compose a sheepish smile, but already Finley had moved back to the bear, challenging her with words and implications. The Endore liked a challenge, as evidenced by her recent life choices.

“We'll see how easy it is,” she said, her smile breaking out all over again. “First one to make it fall over wins.” If this bear was so slow and easy, then Finley should have no problem making it topple over. Ptarmigan didn't intend to even try, but would go through the motions just to prove a point... A rather dangerous point, but a point nonetheless.