The Heartwood 'Cause if your heart is set on something that it's not suppose to be

All of those made relative sense to Fennec, though she'd hoped for something a tad more interesting.  Maybe one of the packs was full of cannibals, and tried to eat Weejay, or some shit like that.  Things that were cool inside Fennec's brain and also probably not cool when said out loud in practice.  Fennec had zero issues with Weejay, she just liked a good cannibal story.  And how interesting would it be to go meet them?  Meat them.... fuck.  She snorted.

Fortunately Towhee had moved on to talking about a garden.  Even more fortunately, Fennec didn't have to explain why she'd made that noise in reference to her mom's idea... Towhee wouldn't have heard it.  Thank fuck for her mom's deafness sometimes.  Maybe not here, exactly.  She felt the soil skeptically.  The plant she'd dug up had been a scraggly one, and the dirt felt a little dry here to be really worth anything growing-wise.  But once we find a midpoint, yeah, I think that might be neat.  She thought about it a moment longer.  Part of the appeal of a garden near her den would be that she didn't need to go far to collect.  But if they moved something out here as well, they could split taking care of it... and it could grow, and encompass a pretty wide swath of ground as a result.  Besides, three wolves finding different plants was better than one.  At the minimum, because maybe other packmates would take interest too.

I like it, she summed up with a small smile.  I'll see if I can come that way once you move? and pick a spot.  She could tell Eljay and he could do the same, probably.  Meet in the middle, see what they had?

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