Beware the bored fox

“Not yet indeed I am sure.  I’ve seen a lot roaming from Auster to here and my good man you have the look of one with the ability to be alpha.  Your finest gait may not be in this place but it is hinted at in how you prefer to stride.” Bait cautiously shifted his weight on the tree before sitting on it in a balanced position. Chatting with wolves always seemed to provide a bit of fun to a day.

“Ah, well I am looking for a spot to settle down where the terrain meets all of a humble foxes desires.  I can say this place certainly isn’t what I was looking for however it does have a bountiful supply of food for such as I.”    It was true enough all sorts of little creatures felt safer in here, but the need for easy food at cost of enjoyable entertainment was a high cost.  There was still plenty of food outside this dismal spot.

Bait looked westward then back to the wolf, “I must say there is more bug ahead for a while.  However there are dry spots also though I imagine it is quite hard to find them easily with all the fog lying about the ground.  Perhaps you would like a humble fox to assist you in your trek?  The forest is really a bit gloomy and I could stand for a new sight.  I’ve gotten rather good traveling in here.”