Sun Mote Copse Cloud nine

She shook her head at Phox. I don't think he's upset. Not like their mum at least. He seemed glad to have her back here, otherwise he wouldn't have tackled her onto the floor. Maybe we just grew apart and he has better friends now... She couldn't blame him for it, really. While she'd been gone, he probably made a ton of friends. Maybe even a girlfriend. Nellie was sad to not have a boyfriend, or well, like, any friends. She knew Figment, Phox's son if her memory served her correctly, but to say that they were besties was stretching it. Maybe she could get to know Fig better through his dad?

Sure. She answered. She didn't mind hunting when she was successful at it, but failing to catch anything always put her in angsty teen mode. Maybe with Phox's guidance she could catch something. He was grown and all, probably faster and more skilled. If she had to guess his age by looks, she'd say he was about 4 years? 3 maybe? Strangely enough, she could see where Fig had gotten his looks from.

She motioned for him to take the lead, falling into a comfortable pace beside him if and when he did.