(This chapter should precede Chapter 4. All chapters available under Fox Tales in Categories)
What to do with the resolution? The silver foxes realized that the decision of the large group in eagle land over the sea amounted to a victory for them. It vindicated their claim to the land and gave them a major portion of it. The silvers accepted the partition of course, as a fait accompli even though it existed at first only on paper. Two thirds of the land for the one third of silver foxes proved to be a good deal for them.
The leaders of the silver foxes met at a large gathering of their dens near the sea forming a group of consultants to decide what to do. The slogan from the past when the silvers suffered at the jaws of the gray wolves, specified that this new land was empty. Not true. There were lots of red foxes who had lived there for a long time. So they would have to be “transferred” out.
It would be difficult to have a pure silver fox land if all the “others” were there. The silver foxes would be outnumbered, badly. No, the foxes who were native to the land must go from their dens in the territory allotted to the silvers. It made sense since their cousins the red foxes would have their portion of the land, admittedly smaller. They could go there. Or anywhere even across the river, the eastern border. Or elsewhere. It didn’t matter where they went— just go.
The consultancy of silver foxes remembered the tales of the ancient past that silver foxes once ruled the land and that it had been given them by the Great Spirit. Most didn’t hold to this theory, in fact didn’t believe there was such a being. But they could still say that the Great Spirit had given them the land long ago and therefore they had the right to take it now. Of course. They had every right to return to the land and to take it as theirs. So they needed to “defend” their land against the red foxes who would try to push them into the sea. It was after all, given to them by the higher power. Then the leaders discussed how much belonged to them. Some said the entire land was rightfully theirs from the sea to the river.
They knew there would be resistance by the red foxes to leaving the land they called home for so many centuries. Some silvers had lived peacefully with their cousins for decades, but the glut of new silver fox arrivals made this impossible. So how vigorously would the red foxes resist being evicted from their home dens and land? And what should the silver foxes do to make them leave?