Firefly Glen keep your head up, keep your heart strong.

Fennec probably should have guessed that Figment would come to her, but she really hadn't.  Was she upset about it? Fuck no.  It was actually kind of nice, a bit of a change of pace from the usual.  That feeling of righteous appreciation lasted about as long as it took her to remember she'd basically ghosted him without explanation... and then the reluctant guilt set in.

She always hated answering summons because one howl was never quite enough for her to be sure she'd find the person.  At least this time she knew he'd be directly at the border, so if she paced along it, she'd run into him.  

She made sure to approach casually when she caught his scent.  Hey, Fig.  As if it were just another day, running into him in Firebird territory. What's up?  She'd know pretty immediately what his mood was when he spoke, but right now, she had zero idea.