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For @Vienna!

With her foot now in tip-top shape, Fox was more vigilant about her routine patrol around the outskirts of Redhawk Caldera. She chased off every small predator she found that might be competition, and made sure to take note of the prey that she could spot from the higher reaches of their kingdom. The prey would be essential as the colder fronts moved in, she knew, and already she had begun to squirm closer to Peregrine in the night to share his warmth.

Sniffing the air lightly, she caught something upon it. A wolf, she thought, and not one of her own. A loiterer at least, a trespasser at the worst. Fox trampled toward the smell, nose flaring and eyes wide as she braced herself for the worst (and hoped for the best). When she could spot the outline of a figure some distance away, she barked a warning, letting the other wolf know that it was too close for comfort. Granted, the stranger wasn't trespassing, but Fox was a cautious and territorial wolf.