Part of the Pack

“...Hey, Diane?” Wolf spoke up, catching the fox’s attention. “You still there? Look, I get it’s kinda short notice - we never really plan these game nights out or have a specific day of the month picked for them or anything like that, they just sorta happen whenever we all get in the mood for them - so I understand if you can’t make it. We just thought-”“Actually,” Diane interrupted, her soft smile breaking through any lingering fatigue that might have been found on her face, “I’d love to stop by. In fact, I think I could use a bit of extra fun tonight.”(Just because someone is used to being a 'lone fox' of sorts doesn't mean that things like fun and true friendship can't still be appreciated. Far from it, in fact.)