Swiftcurrent Creek unbeknownst

i'm making some assumptions about what happens to fox in some earlier threads...

Fox was a bit of a wreck, but she didn't mind. The little spat had made her feel alive again, which was really all she had wanted in the first place. Besides, it was good for that forest wolf to realize that she did not have to ask questions of trespassers (even those who were merely testing the boundaries). Fox felt like she had done the old lady a favor. Now the blue-eyed bitch wouldn't think twice about attacking a possible threat. Good on her! And Fox didn't mind the bruises. They would have gotten there one way or another. Pain was all part of the process.

As the small Nu licked her wounds, she decided it would be best if she stayed near her home for a little while. She would get a chance to heal up before going on another misadventure, and she could do whatever it was that she was supposed to do here. Certainly there were caches to be filled and borders to be watched. With a grunt, the yearling headed toward her pack's borders, on the lookout for anything that might be tasty to eat (or store for later).