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Fox paused, taking a moment to consider the idea of Finley leading alongside the Alpha pair. She would make a nice addition, and she was one of the few wolves who could stand both Peregrine and Fox (the latter being the main concern, considering how few could tolerate the fireball). “She’d be my first choice, too,” Fox replied. They still had time between now and when they needed another leader, but it was nice to have all their ducks in a row about it. Having somebody lined up would benefit them in the long run, Fox thought.

When Perry mentioned he wanted to arrange something with the plateau wolves, Fox's first instinct was to reject the idea. But, for once, she knew that it was something that Peregrine held close to his heart, and she resolved to think on it instead of spitting out her first opinion on the matter. What was she doing? Maturing? Fox was nearing her second year, so it was possible, after all.

Still, she wasn't quite sure what to suggest. Fox's brain was wired to think in black and white, so finding something between a pack-mate and an outsider felt... odd, to say the least. Fox certainly didn't want them wandering around the caldera unsupervised. “What if we restrict them to the base of the mountain,” she said, “provided they have an escort.” That would keep them away from the very heart of the territory, and somebody from the caldera would be with them.