Sun Mote Copse and, as in uffish thought he stood

In turn, Sugar's call startled Fennec, who froze.  After an instant, though, the voice and who owned it registered.  So did the slight hitch, the hesitation that told Fennec her cousin's nerves were high.  She could answer; or she could do something more interesting.

The latter tended to be how Fennec operated.  This would be way more funny.

Softly, Fennec let out a deep, low bark that almost sounded like a moan.  She let it grumble, a bit like a growl, then fell silent.  Her ears were perked for any response from her cousin, and her lips were pulled back in a slight smile.  This used to be her favorite thing, scaring Figment.