Twisted Slough And heart to heart you'll win, if you survive

Fennec was torn.  On one hand, if she backed down, she'd admit to herself and to Towhee that she couldn't do it. On the other, she couldn't recall the way home, and the pressure of her mom's presence made that twofold.  She was a little stuck.

She couldn't do it, though.  Towhee sounded too sure of her for Fennec to be willing to let her down.  Okay.  She could even hear the doubt in her own voice and gave a silent ugh to herself.  Then, she stood for a moment and just listened.

The rain was all she could hear at first.  It was less as it pounded the rocks, and as she felt the rough ground beneath her paws, she tried to think.  She'd run this much this way to get to the rock... she positioned herself.  And she'd turned.... a guess was the best she could make.  It was approximately the same that Towhee had turned her muzzle earlier, so she began walking.  This way.

It would be slower, with her leading.  The rain made the ground slick and hard to navigate as well.  But she'd do her best to get the both of them home.