~A sleek brown shape appeared in the bracken, then completely dissipated from view. At the very edge of Forest Tribe territory, Ash darted into the thick, concealing clump of bracken, then instantaneously bounced out after kicking off of a tree. The massive vixen was in the midst of an impenetrable training session with herself and there was no stopping her now. The oddly-colored Xilith made it a daily ritual of hers and by now most creatures knew if they even accidentally intervened, they'd most likely end up dead.~
