Dos trotted through the forest curiously, taking in the sights and sounds that were so different to the ones she was used to. The adventurous vixen was slowly making her way around the world, enthused about finally exploring the wider world and returning to inform her mother and sister about all the strangest things she could encounter. She hadn't gone too far yet - at least, not in her opinion. Her family made its home in the Ancient Ruins, the trees and brush around them providing perfect shelter for a small skulk of vulpines and the ruins themselves made for a great playground. Dos had fond memories of chasing her sister up and over the fallen artifacts, giggling while their mother watched them fondly from their den. The waterfall felt like a great place to start her efforts into journeying out - far enough for her to feel like a real explorer but close enough still go right back home in only a few days - in fact, if she travelled without rest she could easily make her way back home in only one.
It was this certainty, this security in her safety that resulted in a frightened jump; her tail bristled in light surprise in response to the wet fluffy wolf laying on the sandy-beach.
The twin-tailed fox crept forward carefully, lowering her head and sniffed the body curiously. She kept her body tense, eyes sharp and ready to dart off at a moment's notice should it move. It wasn't uncommon for predators and prey alike to play dead - prey to convince predators to leave them alone but more importantly to Dos, predators to capture foolish curious prey's throats between their jaws. She kekked lightly at the body, reflexively flinching away as she watched. When she received no response, she straightened up with pricked ears and a curious expression. She couldn't smell any blood but the wolf was so soaked that it could easily just be buried beneath the soaking wet pelt.