Bearclaw Valley Greetings

The bear bobbed his head once more then the fox thanked him. He couldn't say anything about the politeness of this fox. He might remember to tell the white couple about this fox because he left such a good impression on the bear. If only Arthur would know that the sly little critter would send a wolf to his clutches with the hope he might injure her. If only he would know. For now the bear saw the fox as a friendly fellow.

Arthur then frowned. "Aren't foxes the same? You smell strongly to me too, Mr. Kesik. Aren't you a canine like them only smaller?," the bear returned with curiosity.