Redhawk Caldera Say it soft and it's almost like praying

since I think this is set pretty much right after...

Fennec was still absolutely pissed when she came limping back with a mouthful of green and a head full of fuck everything right now.  She'd overdone it on her shoulder, so as much as she wanted to head towards the bramblepoint and stew on this for a while, there was no way in hell she was up for pushing through that level of snow hellscape.

She was too distracted to notice Bronco or the owl winging away.  But when she got back and spat the plants out, the first thing she realized was that he was gone.  Fucking...  She immediately started in, exasperated, as she poked her head out.  Her first assumption was that now he'd gone off on a border walk, and hypocritically she was fully prepped to give him a piece of it for walking on his shoulder like that.