Sun Mote Copse looks like we just got a little closer.

The closer they got, the more inexplicably worried she got. Would they still be upset?  Would she have to fight again if she wanted to leave again?  Would she want to leave again?

She wasn't an idiot.  She knew why Penn left, and she knew why he didn't want to stick around.  Losing her parents wasn't something she could easily imagine, but she did think his reasons were a little stupid, for all she hadn't said it.  Towhee and Phox would welcome him into their little family in a heartbeat.  Somehow the subject of 'your parents are dead but hey, you can share mine' never really seemed right, though.  

Now that they were here, Fennec could take a moment to regret coming, just a bit.  When she'd been traveling everything was simpler.  She'd been so excited when he asked her along, and so stoked to come, that she hadn't stopped to think about what would happen if she decided to come back and he didn't.  She'd been so sure the choice would just be hers.

Outwardly, she tried to keep a nonchalant passiveness as Fig called.  That'll work for dad at least, she muttered, smirking in his general direction.  And sure enough, dad was the first to show.

He didn't sound anything other than happy to see them, and she blew out a quiet breath.  Great, she said, ears splaying though as a particularly cold runnel of water landed square on her shoulders.  Wet, but great.