Sun Mote Copse The little cloud who wouldn't and the rainbow who couldn't.

Fennec balked a little at the understanding in her mom's voice.  Yes, she was scared and needed some sort of comfort in it, but she wasn't comfortable with the idea that Towhee knew she needed it, or actually treated her like a scared kid.  Fortunately, the touch and murmer were all there was to it, and she took a second to relish it before Towhee pulled back.

Thank god neither of them were much for talking about their problems, seemed.

Yeah.  She was terrible at spars, but even hitting something terribly sounded better than doing nothing right now.  Fennec's ears stood forward, and she stilled suddenly, waiting.  She wanted to catch any final comments from Towhee, but also to know where the other wolf went so she could avoid.  She'd learned that charging in first usually didn't turn out well for her.