Sawtooth Spire too many dicks on the dance floor

It was his first time venturing from the Woods, and already he saw the promises of storms in the air. He scowled at the darkening skies, but kept walking, hoping to find shelter outside of his home for once. He had spent too long cloistered inside the Woods; Koume had disappeared for months, Vaati was making little excursions. He would not be relegated to third amongst his kin. He set out, despite the storms waiting in the distance and the water heavy in the air. 

It was the scent of blood that lead him to the fox in the mountains. It clung to her, but was old and slightly faded. It smelled of other foxes, but when he approached the curious creature, she was alone. You are not injured, His pubertized voice rumbled in his great chest, wondering what had become of her.