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To say Figment had been distraught since Fennec's disappearance would've been an understatement. He was entirely lost without her. They had come into the world together and taken nearly every step of their lives since in tandem beside each other. Fig had very few memories that didn't feature Fenn in some capacity. Caring for her and looking after her had become an entire part of who Figment Redhawk even was. Without her, he didn't know what to do. He struggled to even understand how to exist.

Which is all to say, Fig had been pretty darn withdrawn since her disappearance. He searched for her endlessly for a couple of weeks, but eventually, the hopelessness had set in. He tried to pay attention to his continued training, he tried to do well. But mostly, he just haunted the places where he and Fenn had played and gazed listlessly off into space, wondering where she was and what he could've done to keep her.

It was during one of these long, lingering stares into nothingness that he spotted the other pup wandering across his path. Fig knew little about her and he wasn't much inclined to change that fact today. So, he merely glanced at her before looking down at his paws like the skinny, awkward sack full of sad he had become.