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The small Swift Fox had spent the majority of her day away from the family. Jasper had taken the two kits out for a lesson in hunting, and she decided to get a little time to clear her head. Jasper had said she was being more irrational than usual and the comment had stirred her rage to flame even higher. The dark forest was comforting, the pine needles masking both her scent and the sound of her paw steps. Sometimes she wished she was a lone fox again, but every time she saw Abril and Adrian with the glow of their eyes and pelts so similar to hers, her body melted with the affection and the pride of being able to call herself their mother. As she walked, her ears pressed tightly to her head. Then suddenly, a scurrying sound. Mouse! Her mind shouted as the musky scent hit her nostrils.

Quickly, she flopped herself to the ground, ears pinning once again to her head as she waited for the grayish brown creature to come in her view. Her tail was lifted neatly off the ground, light amber eyes intently focused on the creature. There it was again, the scurrying. She waited. Her body tense, hackles raised. There! The mouse was dashing along the pine needles, and she didn't think twice. Quick, ash colored legs and ginger paws flew after the mouse, and within seconds, a bit to the neck left it hanging limply in the vixens jaws. A bark of triumph and she trotted over to the tree, her head raised high in her victory. Lucky for her, the tree had a low hanging, thick route. It was odd for foxes to climb trees, but the vixen always felt safer eating her kill high above the ground.

As she leapt up, her claws caught the tiny holes, pulling her to where she could lie on the branch with only her long, fluffy tail hanging down. She ate quickly, more so out of habit. If another, larger canine came by to fight for it, she could always defend it, but in the end, would have to flee. So, it was only a matter of minutes before she had finished the mouse and only a few drops of meat and blood littered both her lips and the ground below her. A small whine of accomplishment and she laid her head on tiny paws, her eyes closing. It had been a long day, and Jasper and the kits wouldn't be expecting her for a while, maybe a day or so. This seemed like a plenty good place to rest her head. As she began to doze lightly, her ears flicked to and fro, keeping alert and ready to spring at the sound of any movement nearby.

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Shaking his shelf off from pines and leaves that landed on him over the night of the little sleep he had but he didn't care much for it when he heard and smelled of voles and squirrels that roam close to where he was. He began to his hunt as she sniffed the air now and then or on the ground. Soon he stopped when his ears perked up hearing something far off he stood there for about a minute or so wanting to see if it was approaching over to his way or not hearing it wasn't he continued on. Rider walked around the pine path after he smelled the ground seeing it was his next path to his main location.

As he went on the leaves that fell from the trees softly crunched under his small paws that slowly went on a halt when he smelled fresh blood was made near by with a mix of a mouse. He turned his head to the smell and followed as he did he found his meal along the way it was fat squirrel and after he finished he stopped at a tree and sniffed the ground where the blood was. He looked up after going around it. The bushy fur tail that hanged from the branch he could it was a fox from the smell of it with more he telled it was vixen.

Giving a small snort. “ When did foxes climb?” He called out.

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She could smell that another canine was hunting nearby. The scent of squirrel carcass was fresh in the air. It was obvious whomever had been hunting it was a dog, as they were careless and just ate where ever they killed. Foxes usually didn't do that. They would take it down into a burrow, behind a bush, or somewhere safe. Spark just happened to prefer trees. Suddenly, she could sense the twitching nose below her, as well as paw-steps on top of the pine needles. But, all she did was flick an ear. It was very unlikely any other canine besides another fox, if that, would be able to get up to the same branch as her. She was quite safe. But, as the teasing voice broke out, she opened bright amber eyes, a cold glare landing on the small creature that had awoken her. 

She let out an annoyed bark before pushing herself onto her haunches, lifting her tail away from the dog's grasp in case he decided to get a little aggressive. "What's it to you, dog?" She spat, her voice raspy with sleep, also hard with the aggravation from being woken up by such a rude, feeble dog. She flicked her rounded ears, relaxing as she proceeded to lower her jaw and lick at her bloodied white chest fur. Well, it wasn't exactly white right now, but she planned it to be when she had finished. Once most of the blood had been removed, she looked back towards the small canine. "What brings the human's favorite companion to the forest?" She whined, her voice edged with teasing, mentally mocking the dog as she twitched her tail just out of his reach.

After a while, she rose to her paws and began walking smoothly from branch to branch, teasing the dog of her distance. "Mommy finally let you out of your human home?" The fox sneered, eyes glistening with arrogance and mischievous. She loved teasing the dogs, but she had a soft side, too. This little dog just happened to wake her on a bad day, when she was trying to find some peace and quiet. It was in that moment, she decided a little game was just waiting to be grasped between her tiny, ginger paws. 

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His small paws touch the bark of the tree for a bit before removing it to sit down staring up at the vixen. "Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the branch." Rider could hear the tone of her voice she must have been asleep,"Is it a problem to question out loud, vixen?"

His tongue out with a pant his tail curved his hind paws before he moved a bit closing his mouth at what the girl said next that almost made him have a disgust face of the words."No I came out here to starve to death willing and leave the safety of my nice little home." He said standing on all fours now , following and watching the vixen's movements. He made soft crunches from the leaves and pines under his padded paws.

Rider chuckled after he finished with his words with a small chuckle to it then spoke again, the words didn't faze him much he was quite use to it from the others' asking him the same thing, though that didn't mean that it still disgust him of calling a human's favorite pet. "If only that was true." He began the smirked once more. " Though I don't have worry about safety at the moment since the poor kitty is stuck up on a tree scared."

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The little dogs comment made that sly smile return to her face, tail lifting teasingly. "Not stuck, just hanging around. Unlike you, you couldn't get up here if you wanted to." Her eyes flashed something and she pounced out of the tree, paws landing neatly behind the little dog where she lowered her muzzle real quick to nip his long, lifted tail.  She would do it a couple times making sure to have gotten the tang of blood on her lips before giving up an pouncing away. She raced a few feet away, her big bushy tail lifted and eyes glowing taunt fully at the little dog. "Na, na, na na na." She yipped, racing away from the dog again, her steps quick, steady, and agile.

When she felt that he as getting too close, she would quickly leap out of grasp, digging her claws to the tree trunk, waiting for the path to clear before she jumped down and raced after him again. Only this time it was different. Powerful muscles rippled under her coat and she threw herself at the dog, trying her best to bowl him over and snarl into his face. "Don't you ever call me a cat again." She hissed, her meat smelling breath not far from the dogs face, her lips grazing at his throat. "I am a canine, just like you. And I will not hesitate to show you what I'm made of." The vixen jumped away, her fur awkwardly bristled and her body tense. She stared at the dog aggressively, daring him to make another move at her.

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When she finally decided to come down he looked at her with his guard just in case she tried anything fishy and turned around when he felt something near his tail. He backed away from her the vixen was just a bit too close for comfort. Though when she ran off with her annoying tense he kept his ground knowing that it wouldn’t make any use to chase the vixen knowing she would be a faster running and plus it would be just a waste of time doing. Considering this pup play he was started to turned away from her until the taunt soon began to be much annoyance to him.

So just to shut the vixen up he chased her for bit stopping now and then when went to far from reach and when she came back with her turns he would run up to her from behind getting close to her tail with a small growl he nipped her tail almost hard but not too much. That is one thing he didn’t do was hurt a female, no matter what type of canine they were, so it was only enough to maybe make her jump a bit in the process and pulled just a bit of her orange and white fur.

He spit the fur from his lips and shook his head with a snort next thing he knew he was on the ground but he didn’t go down without a fight. He rolled back on her a couple of times until she was able to pin him down just a bit their muzzles almost touching from it. He waited till she gotten off him, “ Sorry kitten but your threats don’t scare me.” He said with a quick lick of his paw as he sat putting it back down. He looked at her then continued. “ Oh, but don’t worry I don’t really plan to fight a vixen in it’s own territory anyway. Just in the mood for games of yours. “ He stood on all fours.

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