Sly Fox Sand Dunes spike

among the clan of first star cave, such mixtures were put to death, they and at times their mothers. he felt his ancient ways bristling as he pulled away from the scattering foxes, their cries alerting him to the wolf beyond.

foxes did not pretend at things they were not. zoug stared with his single hard eye in the direction of who had cost him a day's tracking and the vulpines' information. for now the shape went unseen.

his cry was hard and sharp, a demand for show.