Porcupine Ridge When the chips are down

She emerged from the inky shadows and into the moonlight, the warm tones of her pelt now turned silver yet her eyes lost none of their flowery lustre. By the tone of her voice, he inferred that she was not irritated to be called upon so late, and to the very outskirts of her claim. he'd avoided the clearing with the cairns, though he wanted nothing more than to go back and knock them over out of spite. 

"Muskrat," He greeted, with a dip of his head. "I call you because I am a spiteful creature." He said with a light shrug of his narrow shoulders. "Long story short- I be leavin' de Vale, and I be takin' wid me all my possessions- except for my secrets." Lavender eyes searched for sunflower. "I leave dem wid you, if you be wantin' dem." Unlike the fox, his gift did not come with a tether.