Shadepelt:
Giving Russetclaw an uncertain glance, I quicken my pace until I walk side-by-side with Foxfur. I can see that she's grown tired of this patrol, so I decide it's a good time to talk to her. Stupid timing, right? "Hey, so, I think I need to talk to you... maybe we could go hunting later? Like, after you take a nap, or after you eat, or something...?" I trail off, uncertain.