Firefly Glen In Twilight

Odd. Fennec had gone to the Caldera? So had he...Perhaps he'd missed her. Perhaps, he thought, with a sinking feeling, she had happened upon his trail and spitefully had decided not to return to the Glen because she thought he was stalking her. That couldn't be so- that was just too far-fetched, he thought. But when Figment answered, he was at least given somewhat of a timeline; she'd been seen a few days ago, but not at the Glen. It seemed to him as though after leaving the Caldera, she hadn't made it home. 

"She's not here," He answered, his voice conveying his worry. While it might have been too early to call upon a search party, he still had a sinking feeling in his gut. She had left before- why wouldn't she do so now? It seemed entirely possible and if that was the case, then it was also entirely possible that it was all his fault. He frowned deeply. 

Osiris asked about the last time Fennec had gone off, and he was reminded of the sour feelings he still harboured toward Penn, for leading her away on a wild goose chase. "She came back with the trash she left with," He said. "And then he ditched her." He said, though he realized that Osiris and Antares had no clue who he was talking about- so he clarified. "My cousin, Penn." He specified. "But I don't think  he's been around...I just wonder if she didn't make it back from the Caldera," He said, dismay weighing into his voice. There was always a chance that she'd become the next victim of those Saints, or Ursus wolves; they had been talked into legend by now, and he'd yet to see one work its way into his life, but he'd continued living and patrolling the borders knowing that one day, their existence would likely become a reality.