Bearclaw Valley Greetings

Kesik glanced up, thoughtful. "Not quite, Sir. Arthur. All the foxes I know are more adventurous, rarely staying in one place for long. I do suppose, however, that some parts of our lives could be comparable to that of a wolves" Just then, his stomach grumbled, and he was reminded of his hunger. "I fear, Sir. Arthur, that I must go satisfy my hunger. However, I hope that we do meet again, for you are a truly kind bear."

With those words, Kesik trotted back the way he came, disappearing into the woods.