Sonja I remember that chant too! Sorry, I did say I would bore you with more of these, but maybe this is the last of my foxy interlude. I was reading about young foxes and the youngsters disperse between October and December to find their own territories. I had hoped my brave one might make her territory here but I am pretty sure it was her who lost this fight and was chased away with her ears flat over her head.
The fight started with the big stranger circling my fox who had her ears flat. It progressed to rolling in the grass and then to this strange dance which roamed back and forth over the field.