Redhawk Caldera Than lying at the sharp end of this knife

AW but also if you have time :D bc she would.  Making a few assumptions

Fennec didn't even really allow herself the time to heal before she left to seek out @Niamh.  The snow was kicking up again, and it was biting cold, but she was bothered and couldn't wait.  She felt a little badly, leaving Bronco and @Alyx in the healing den... but she'd be back soon.  And if Bronco was sleeping, at least he wasn't freaking out over, well, y'know.  She'd kitted up in there with them after the attack had laid them all out, though the two worse of than herself.  She'd been working in tandem with @Eljay to patch them up, and her mentor had forced her to pay some attention to her own too.  But after slowing the bleeding and popping Bronco's shoulder back into place, there wasn't much to do aside from wait and see.  She wasn't exactly happy about the circumstances, but it would be a lie if she said she wasn't happy to have him sticking around a while longer.  And she was growing fonder of her younger sister by the day.  She felt a lot more similar to her than even Fig, in a few different ways.

But what she wasn't happy about was her participation in the fight, a performance that had nearly gotten her killed.  Next time she faced off against a thread she needed to be ready; especially because soon, Bronco wouldn't be around.  If her mom had kids, and Niamh and Phox.... well.  The borders would be in part hers.  Who was to say that cougar wouldn't come back?

Fennec staggered through the snow near where she knew Niamh and Phox made their den and yelled over the sound of the wind.  Niamh!!!  Hey!!!  Hopefully she was around.  She needed training, and her step mom was the only one she recalled pushing her to the extent necessary.