Redsand Canyon Maybe there's a reason to believe you'll be okay

For a @Meerkat seester!

As much fun as she might have been having accosting random strangers with her visions of their future, the canyon was getting old.  It was almost tempting to risk it, but her breath still caught painfully.  It would be another couple of weeks at least before it healed, she guessed, though she knew already she wouldn't make it that long.  The best she could do was at least wait until she could move freely.  Fennec stretched, then winced.

She managed to think about home only a few hundred times a day now.  She'd take it to the fucking grave, of course, but she missed everyone intensely and from the start regretted bouncing without a word.  It didn't matter how exhilarating this was or how much she tried to dismiss by saying none of them really cared.  They did, she knew that, and it was shitty of her.  

Bright side?  At least now maybe Bronco would stop trying to be nice to her.  She'd have less chances to fuck everything up if he didn't.

This was a proper wallow, her first today.  She sighed, tensed as even that hurt, and stretched out sphinx-like on her usual rock near the pool that served as her watering hole.  She felt a raven land on her back and start running its beak through her fur, probably looking for bugs.  Been a while since she groomed, maybe it would get lucky.  She ignored it, instead idly (distractedly) listening for any change in the still canyon.