Heron Lake Plateau Norupo.

Fig’s sibs merely hesitated when Towhee finally stopped screaming and turned to address him and Fenn. He stared at her fearfully, his eyes wide and not completely comprehending. He was still too scared to really understand what she was saying, but did at least pick up on her orders to go hide. That made perfect sense to him since it was already what he wanted to do at that moment.

As soon as she turned away, the boy moved to try and herd his blind sister towards the bush she had indicated. Unfortunately, that gave Fenn the room to move and snake out from underneath him. He gave a shrill bark when she sprang towards Towhee, trying to call her back though he knew it was useless. Fenn never listened to anybody, after all. It was what Fig admired and feared about her.

Sterling his nerves, the boy darted after his sister. His intention was to grab her by the scruff and drag her to the damn bush if he had to, but his courage failed him when he found himself facing Tegan. Fig shrank then and wedged himself between Fenn and Towhee, mushing himself against the latter’s leg and anxiously trying to clean away the blood he spotted trickling down from her shoulder because he didn’t know wtf else to do with himself anymore.