Hideaway Strath when i suggested maybe we don't bring the gun in, he was very obliging.

Fig gazed sadly at his sister, hurt that she didn't answer and instead just tucked herself even further away from him. His ears fell back as his father spoke, recommending they just go back to marking the borders and leave Fenn to her own devices. He whined piteously, his eyes glued to his sister's golden frame even as he began to turn away. It wasn't until he would've snapped his own neck staring that he finally looked forward at his father as he trotted after him. He was conflicted now though as he tried to pee on all the things. He was excited to be in this new, cool place doing these new, cool things. But apparently in this place, he and Fenn weren't friends anymore, and he didn't know exactly where to go from here.