Firefly Glen Stretching my bones to know the world from where you stand

It was late, but that made little difference to Fennec.  She did know that the sun was down, and had receded recently, but only the cooler air tipped her off to it.  She fluffed up her pelt a bit on her (relatively scrawny) frame and continued on, huffing out a small breath.

She was on the hunt for @Meerkat, though idly.  She wanted to catch the girl alone because she knew if Bronco was there, she'd be way too tempted (as usual) to take the out he offered and let him do the work.  She knew herself too well for it, and for once, she felt like she should probably act a little like a sister.

She'd resented and resisted being shoe-horned into babysitting, unable to see anything in it past an empty job where she couldn't possibly "screw up". Not to mention the fact that Meerkat's energy was the polar opposite of hers, and a force that Fennec had little idea how to channel or respond to.  She couldn't really insult her... or make light of her.  So she'd always kinda avoided her.  She was selfish, so this had worked for her; so wrapped up in her own issues that she had no time to spare for anyone else's.

Every once in a while, guilt won out.  And since she was here, now, she couldn't help but want to see Meerkat.  She missed Fig a hell of a lot more than she'd expected to, and she figured maybe seeing her baby sis would set that at ease too.  She knew around where Bronco normally stayed, and that (weirdly) the two were... super close.  Fennec didn't think of her step brother as family much at all, so the depth of their bond always felt odd to her too, but she'd learned to roll her eyes (metaphorically) and let it go.  For the moment, she slipped quietly through the area, stepping cautiously and keeping her ears open for any sign.