Sun Mote Copse it is wednesday my duuuuuuudes

She flailed at him, her little paw touching his nose for a moment, but certainly not causing any damage. When he spoke, she seemed to grow still and quiet, and yet as soon as he stopped, she began to wail again. Smart enough to put two and two together, Phox began to hum a little tune. It wasn't anything extravagant, and he didn't really know where he was going with it, but hopefully it would comfort her enough until Niamh returned.