Sun Mote Copse The scene is dead.

He'd known the answer to his question even as he'd asked it. He knew Fennec well enough that he really couldn't be under any delusion that he'd be able to bring her back if he tracked her down. It took him a moment to realize it as he listened to Towhee talk, but bringing her back wasn't actually the idea he'd been toying with. If he found her, he would join her and Penn. He knew there was no convincing Fennec to come home before she was good and ready, but she needed someone more reliable than Penn Blackthorn to have her back.

But without even voicing that notion, Towhee convinced him against it. Fig settled his bright eyes upon her as she talked about his little siblings. They needed a role model, which made him smile a little. It was a sad smile, but an honest one still. He wanted to be there for them, there was zero doubt about that. But he did wonder a little if they truly needed him more than Fennec. After all, they had Towhee and Phox. Fennec had Penn Blackthorn.

He sighed. There was no good solution, but it was what it was. He wouldn't go. "I like Bronco and Nellie," he mused in his quiet, thoughtful voice as he walked. He paused briefly to sign to her, grinning a bit impishly, -You have a point though-