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Fitz approached, and Fox wagged her tail in greeting. If she'd been a more perceptive wolf, she might have noted his sullen tone. “Not in particular,” Fox replied. “Good to see you out and about, Fitz.” The Epsilon had been absent up until a week or two ago, and Fox was happy to see he'd come out of whatever funk he had been in. Aside from Finley, Fitz was the only other wolf who had joined them from Blacktail Deer Plateau. He was also one of the few who had stuck around since the beginning of Redhawk Caldera. Actually, when Fox thought about it, only Magpie had left them since then.

“What have you been getting into?” she asked, shrugging her shoulder to indicate that they should keep moving along the border. They could easily walk and trot at the same time, and there was no need to abandon their cause just to chat.