Big Salmon Lake standing on rubber

[size=small]The fox stuttered and trembled, worrying Silver. If she didn't warm up soon, hypothermia could set in. Silverfeather looked down at the shivering, stuttering bundle of red fur. "Sure. And when you feel better, I can get you some strengthening herbs. They should keep away any fever." She drew closer to the little thing, marveling at it's fine features and bright colour. "What is your name, little fox?" She couldn't continue to call her 'fox' or 'you'.[/size]