Fox's Glade i had held it a world away

some youth restored to piper, who had grown somber and adultlike in the wake of lucas' disappearance. mona could not properly articulate it, but she was relieved to see what appeared to be weight lifting from the younger's withers, eyes bright as piper glanced to the mayfair. 
a flashing smile lit mona's features — she nodded happily and darted forward toward the eldritch sound, careful in her dash. while she did not believe foxes would attack the larger wolves, she wished to be courteous. this was their domain, after all.
the call sounded again — scarlet ears cupped toward the low tones. they were closer now; she and piper must stalk carefully if they were to find the fantastical beast tonight.