Phantom Hollow It's not just where you lay your head

That couldn't be the whole story, and Fennec got the sense from the way he said it it wasn't.  There was no way any argument with Niamh, especially one where he called her out like that, went that casually.   She didn't push it, but she did lift a brow at him without even realizing the skeptic look.  And you got all the way out here in one piece?  Shit, I might have passed on you for mentor a little early.

She was only half joking.  If he'd rammed heads with the Caldera second and bopped out here scott free, that was definitely worthy of admiration.

And it was fine.  Next time I'll probably stay longer, but with the kids and all, I wanted to be home.  A little sappy but after a week and a little more alone, she was feeling conversational.  That was interesting to hear that he had family, though.  Alyx knew a pack out there, that's where we went.  I knew one of them too, from a long time ago.  Her fur lifted a bit at that.  But the woman who met us was nice.  Her voice had a strange sound to it, 'like dis.  Dis be Sapphique, an' I be Erzulie.'  Fennec figured if he knew anyone out there, he'd at least pick up on the impression pretty quickly.  She'd never heard a voice like it and, honestly, was quite taken with it.