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Perhaps if she'd been a more empathetic wolf, Fox would have apologized for bringing it up in the first place. Instead, she merely frowned, then wondered how common an occurrence it was for mothers to die in childbirth. Her own mother had not, and neither had Hawkeye. Tuwawi had not, although Fox only suspected as much from Sveinn's latest visit. Fox wondered how they were doing, and whether or not Tuwawi and Njal had scorned her for her actions. She had not seen either of them since she had left the creek, and she assumed that Bazi had turned them against her.

Fox blinked as Peregrine spoke of Ashton, which reminded Fox of something else. “I don’t trust him,” Fox said sharply. “He’s brought home two wolves who weren’t exactly the picture of fitness.” She paused, giving Perry a look of worry. “It’s not just that. He did this weird… thanking me and kissing my feet thing after I told him to take away the second one. It reminded me way too much of Ferdie. That's the wolf who caused me so many problems in Swiftcurrent Creek.” Fox bit her lip, wondering what Peregrine thought of what was possibly one of their most helpful members. There was just something about Ashton that put Fox on edge.