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Tod was quite willing to retreat. Although the vixen's odor and behavior had attracted him, he was curious rather than lustful, and would have had little idea how to proceed even if this stranger had not arrived.

This was no vixen, but a dog fox like himself.

The great black animal had backed up against a fallen tree so.... He stood there swinging his head back and forth, champing his jaws as the dogs rushed at him by turns. The whole place was filled with his powerful odor, but there was no scent of fear.

There was a young Trigg hound named Chief, an excellent tracker and brave fighter who was the Master’s favorite. Copper hated Chief with a hatred surpassing the hatred of a jealous woman.