Sun Mote Copse A dream drawn from the sheath.

She just wanted to leave, but before she could go, her dad was on her again and blocking her path.  She nearly collided with him... only a quick turn had her avoid it.  She couldn't see where he was and had been moving more quickly than usual.

Dad, shit, I know why.  I never fucking said I didn't know why.  Fennec didn't generally filter around her parents, and when she was upset, it became more apparent.  I'm saying this isn't the same and don't pretend it is. I'm telling you I'm leaving.  I didn't ask because it's my choice, and Penn is going now, and I'm not going to make him wait while we have a talk.  There's nothing to talk about.  She put her head up, resolutely.

If there was a chance she'd have wanted to stay home, maybe she'd have asked permission.  But in her mind, the decision was made. She didn't need their permission.  And if he was just going to keep going on about how much she was hurting them by doing this, then she wasn't sticking around to put up with it.