Swiftcurrent Creek Riverbend

Fox grinned, feeling that this was the first time she had felt at home in a very long time. Not that her birth pack had not felt like home, of course. She had been born there, been brought up there, and she would not forget it. But she had never felt a terribly strong connection to her family or the land that she was raised upon. One little play fight wasn't going to make her feel like she had a ball and chain to Swiftcurrent Creek, of course, but it could be one moment of many that might eventually have her calling this place her home.

When he let out his little sing-song voice, Fox's grin only grew wider. She was quick to return his vocals, and danced about with her tail wagging and feet moving this way and that. This lighthearted approach to socialization was something she did actually like... just not something she actually practiced very often.