Sun Mote Copse The scene is dead.

Fig frowned at Towhee’s initial response. He’d never been around Finley and Elwood enough to really consider them his grandparents, so the idea of Penn being his mother’s sibling was... weird. That would’ve made Penn’s his uncle. The only one of those he really recognized was Quixote, and there was no reconciling Penn and Quixote being in the same level.

He was also pretty sure Penn was into his sister. That would’ve made Fennec Penn’s niece. Yeah, he wasn’t into this line of thinking. He wasn’t really down with anything Towhee had to say, but the particulars didn’t matter. She clearly liked Penn, and that was all he’d really been after.

He frowned at his paws as they walked and considered. It didn’t take long for Towhee to turn the question on him. Knowing now what she thought, Fig found it harder to explain his own feelings. Mostly because they were negative and he didn’t want to insult his mother’s judgment by expressing them.

”I think he’s a reckless jerk,” Fig finally admitted after a long pause. He could come up with no better way of saying it. "I'm worried he's gonna get Fenn in trouble. Or hurt."