Firefly Glen black mambo

takes all the Bo threads <3 but she needs to meet more of the moonboys

Fennec was returning from her trip gathering, the hide full of plants gripped carefully in her teeth.  She didn't want to risk crushing any of them, and once she got there, she'd need to sort out which was the strange and which ones she knew.  The strange would sit as it was for now until she could organize her test.  Fennec's lips twitched up a little wickedly at the thought as she stepped carefully round the trunk of a rather large tree, paws automatically lifting higher to aviod any roots that may be portruding at the base.

Her ears twisted and flicked as Fennec heard the telltale signs of someone patrolling the borders.  Bronco?  No, that wasn't his gait.  She was tired and dirty but curiosity always seemed to win out.  So she shifted her trajectory, cautious steps instead leading her to meet with the nearby wolf.