Swiftcurrent Creek daze, daze, daze

There was a scent to her that was recognizable, and yet so very different. Arric couldn't quite place it. He frowned in thought while she chatted with Arlette. He couldn't figure it out, so he decided he was just being to suspicious lately.

Foxes could be mean, but he'd never known one to attack something else for hunting. Though how close had she been to the kits. I mean if she had been right on top of them? Maybe. But how hadn't she smelled them. And usually they ran away? He was confused, but he remembered the story of the foxes that had attacked his dad. So maybe.

Well Win are you looking for a place to just lay up or a home?

If she just needed a place for a little bit. He could find one closer to the border's edges. If she wanted full term. Well he'd take her deeper.