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Fox shook her head. “Not today, no,” she replied. Although it didn't feel like she was missing, exactly. When he joked about their members drowning in the lake, Fox glanced at it apprehensively. “I sure hope not,” she said, “The last thing we need is some accursed lake.” Fox wondered briefly if there was some hideous monster living in the water, snatching up wolves when they came to close to the shore. But she'd spent the first couple of weeks by the edge of the lake, so she doubted that was the case.

“Wanna hear what I’ve been up to?” she asked, eyes bright and hoping knowing he wouldn't be able to say no. She was eager to tell him about all the various den sites she'd looked at. Perhaps she could show him each one and see what he thought about them. They still had plenty of time to choose, she knew, but if they found the perfect one right now, it meant they could start filling caches nearby and scouting out the local water sources nearest to it.