Sleepy Fox Hollow piltover

Can be a cameo, feel free to npc her going forward!

The filly raced go the gathered mares and Winterfox was left to amble after her. She listened to the huffing breaths and stomping hooves of the stallions, but she did not look up from her path until nearer to Silverbirch and the others.

At this point a small appraisal was made towards each mare; there was the mother who she greeted with a brush of whiskers, and there was another mare - one much more keyed-in to the fight. Winterfox had seen this enough times over many years, so the spectacle barely tugged at her attention.

She was more invested in Silverbirch.

It is good to see a reunion, she said ambiguously. Warmth flushed her cheeks, as much from the chill brought by winter as the warmth of the herd, gathered.