Arrow Lake Turning Stones

Fox rolled her eyes and scoffed at the "threat." Usually with wolves who spoke all tongue-twisted like that had nothing to show for it. And honestly, the Creek girl wasn't worried in the least. If this fat butt had managed to skid her way all down the mountain, Fox didn't think she'd have a hard time outrunning the loner. Besides, what would be the point of killing a tiny thing like Fox? She'd be a bitch to kill in the first place, and then her whole new pack would be out for whatever wolf had murdered her. The risk just wasn't worth it.

Satisfied that this wolf was no threat to her, and disappointed that the loner wasn't taking her bait, Fox swished her tail in boredom. "So why aren’t you in a pack, anyway?" she asked. Probably some defect that made her unwanted by everybody. At least, that was Fox's opinion. But she tended to have unpopular opinions.