Sun Mote Copse Time and time again

There was a long, semi awkward pause after she finished.  Fennec listened closer out of habit, to determine if something had happened to distract her cousin, but she didn't hear anything.  Nothing that wasn't there before, that is.  

Turned out she'd just gotten lost in thought.  Weird.  Everyone around her had been so used to it back home.  Was it really that neat a thing?

It works ok, she said dismissively, thinking of hunting in particular.  She'd never managed a catch on her own, not once, though if she pincered she could sometimes scare the whatever into Fig.  I don't need it if you don't want to, but if you do, sure.  Better than meeting every rock headfirst, right?  Fennec's humor didn't really differ in tone from her normal statements, in part because that was just the way she was, but also due to Towhee's influence.  Unless they assumed, sometimes it was hard to tell between serious and not.