"But you can't go out like that! When we have pups if you go they'll follow and we'll all be in danger! Pups for the pickin'!" Hans said. "But, I forgive you. But I don't want you to do it again." He said, calming down.
Rieve glared at him, she had a backbone, even if it didn't seem like it most times. She said sternly,"The fact, that you would think I would leave my pups unattended, maybe shows how you really think of me. Because you, dear sweet Hans, wouldn't last a week where I'm from!" She yelled at him as she turned to leave, but stopped to face him again. He had insulted her on a deep level. She was very angry at him too. "I of all foxes, knows the importance of keeping pups safe. How dare you judge me, on something that isn't even relevant yet!" She demanded. She the turned and walked away.