Blacktail Deer Plateau those who know

Posting while I'm supposed to be working, lulz.

“That’s good to hear,” Fox said, her tone sincere and a smile sweeping across her features. If there was one good thing that could be said about Fox, it was that she did not hide her feelings about anything. If she disliked somebody, they would know it. She was no liar, that was for sure. When Willow proceeded to ask her how she was doing, Fox shrugged lightly.

“Not bad at all.” She had no complaints to speak of, but nothing that really stood out as "spectacular." Of course, in the coming days, she would have plenty to say about her encounter with Bones. “You ready for the winter?” she asked. Last winter was the first one Fox remembered, and she was already bracing herself for the bitter cold.