Cricket Creek Bog thank you for your message but I don’t understand these, wont understand these things

Weejay tried to hide her emotions, but it was too late. Sugar Glider's dark eyes fell upon her, and she knew that her relative had seen the tears there. She rubbed her eyes quickly, inhaling in a little sniffle as Sugar Glider spoke. Had she met Fennec? "No.."

It was all hopeful, but Weejay was past hope. She didn't have any hope to spare, even if there were happy stories like what had happened to Fennec.

Happy stories were just that - stories. Weejay didn't have the luxury of a happy existence - her life was the opposite of those joyous fables, and more in line with the karma the baddies got at the end of the fable.. Only, Weejay wasn't a baddie - so she didn't understand..

Maybe it was a matter of time, but Weejay wouldn't hold her breath. "Let's just hunt." She moved away, feeling sorry for so quickly brushing off Sugar Glider's ministrations of consolation. She turned back once, a half-hearted smile given in silent apology.