Redhawk Caldera I'll bury my future behind

since our other is wrapping... ish! No rush ofc

@Bronco had been giving her space of late, which she appreciated, but also noticed with a pretty heavy dose of reluctant guilt. It wasn't that she thought they had to spend 24/7 attached to each other... surely he'd eat her as quick as she would him. But it was something to feel that distance shift and to know that you were the pretty sole cause of it. Even more when you couldn't seem to stop shitting the bed.

Today she had a peace offering for him. She had.... really no clue how it would go over. But she'd been saving it for a while and been meaning to give it to him when the pregnancy had just kind of... knocked her off that, for a bit.

It seemed a little derivative now, though, that she'd waited. Fennec pawed at the fur, feeling the surface. It felt soft, but she had no clue what it had going for it outside of that. It was the only thing from her trip that had survived her dunking and she was thankful now she'd gotten it - even if she hadn't entirely meant to kill the fox. It's pelt would go to good use, providing an extra length of space for Bronco that wasn't hard den floor. It wasn't nearly big enough, though. Shit.

She shoulda killed a couple more, as if that was even a relatively reasonable expectation. She let out a quiet, frustrated scoff, but then huffed out a sigh. @Yeet's pelt wouldn't be much for Bronco, but it was a little more room for whatever kids might pop out of her one of these days. That was... pretty alright.