Sun Mote Copse it's just we're having a bad time too.

Coincidentally enough, that was the moment Fennec arrived. Fig turned as he heard her calling his name and searched through the trees for her. She was coming right for him, whether she realized it or not. He considered her for a moment, his spidey-senses tingling uncomfortably. Penn's return, and now her calling for him in a tone that lacked the melancholy that had been there for days. Something was about to happen.

He left his path and went to her, knowing there was no other option for him. Whatever she had to say, he would hear it. He could tell he wouldn't like it, whatever it was. All he could do was hope that she wasn't going to tell him that she and Penn had made things "official". Poor boy had no idea. "Over here, Fenny," he called as he closed the distance between them, uncertain, but resigned.