Bramblepoint Burnt out from a joyride

Fig was curious about the beef comment, but didn't inquire further. He tucked the sentiment away as something to perhaps subtly bring about later, but he was never one to pry. He wasn't aware that her departure had been contentious, and perhaps it wasn't and he was making assumptions. He'd be interested to know, but not enough to stick his nose where it wasn't welcome.

He took Meerkat's departing nudge with a smile and a quick lick to her temple. His eyes shifted over to Nellie as she added her own advice to his and he chuckled softly. Once Meerkat had disappeared, he paused for a thoughtful moment before saying, "I don't know how I feel about her finding others to be hot." She was still so young in his eyes, in spite of the fact that she was on the cusp of adulthood.

Fig shrugged, then looked back at Nellie. They were alone now. This was... not much of an improvement for his nerves, but they did seem to be settling down the more time he spent in proximity to her. "Just South of here, not a long journey at all," Fig answered, gesturing with his muzzle as he turned and started off at a brisk trot once he knew she followed, "We've settled at Redhawk Caldera, the territory where my parents were born."