Sun Mote Copse and, as in uffish thought he stood

Yeah, alright.  Fennec's fur prickled a bit at Sugar's insistence, and she wasn't even really sure why.  Maybe it was the assuredness in her tone when she said it.  Fennec herself had some confidence, but when it came to roles, she'd never really been that sure of anything before.  There was a definite spike of jealousy, if only a small one.

That's all I am doing, she replied offhand, tilting her head a bit as she smiled.  Spooky nights like this are the best for scaring.  She pauses, then had a thought.   If you want, I could stop by your brothers next.  She bet Pox would be a fun one to spook.

She wasn't sure she wanted to ask, and she teetered on it.  But Wraen's voice echoed in her ears, doubled up by Bronco.  Learn a trade... something she could do.  There was no mistaking the reluctant way she let a pause hang between any response Sugar made and her next question.

What do you do?  To take care of someone, I mean.  She wouldn't be able to see, and it didn't sound like her cousin was actively doing anything at the moment.  But maybe she could explain a bit, and then Fennec would know for sure it was lame and if she definitely needed to try something else.