Sun Mote Copse You question the choices in your life.

Alyx thought she saw the not-wolf hesitate, as if it meant to come back, but then it kept right on running. She felt relieved. The last thing she wanted was to watch her father have to duke it out with some mutant wolf thing over food. In hindsight, her approaching and yelling at it was pretty stupid of her.

She expected Phox to say the same thing when he turned to look at her, but all he had was a question. No, she affirmed, jus’ tried to eat our food. The pheasant remained where Blackheart dropped it. Alyx cast it a long look, then asked, we should re-bury it, right? An’ maybe check the other… um. She frowned, lost in thought, then added, whatchamajiggits?

And, upon deciphering what a whatchamajiggit was, the pair decided to relocate the pheasant and look in on the other nearby caches to ensure Blackheart hadn't visited those first.