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

The first thing Fennec noticed was the smell.  She wrinkled her nose as she caught a whiff of it, hanging in a faint way about where Meerkat ended up being.  It didn't just smell bad, but a little... unhealthy.  That idiot Bronco probably ate a bad squirrel and was cashing in on their deal early.  Fennec let out a breath, then followed it.

Instead, it was Meerkat she found at the end.  Fennec stopped a short distance away, arriving just in time to hear the younger girl groan.  Well, she wasn't dead, so that was a plus.  Hey, you alright?  Fennec asked, but there was more curiosity than concern in her voice.  Fennec's bedside manner would never quite match up to her mentor's, but at least fascination was better than ambivalence.