Redhawk Caldera don't you ever tame your demons -- always keep them on a leash

Fox, being a simple creature, wasn't exactly sure what the stranger was getting at, but she also wasn't curious enough to ask. The fiery Alpha was a straight-forward talker and an even more straight-forward listener. That is, she ignored anything she did not understand unless she felt it was important to her in some way. Whether or not the stranger was affiliated with the sea wenches Junior had joined up with or not made little difference to the way Fox would treat her.

When she bent to take a few laps of water, her ears swiveled backward to listen to the sea wolf's question. She stepped back from the water, licked her lips, and spoke. “If somebody had pushed me,” she replied, “they would be dead. I mistook an ice ledge for stone. A mistake I will avoid in the future.” Fox blamed that on inexperience and being eager to explore the caldera. What was done was done, and she had no reason to go fretting on about what she could have done differently.