Big Salmon Lake Endless phone calls and dreaming about you

I have so much muse for angry Fenn right now lolol

Despite wandering for a while, she didn't encounter anyone. Maybe it was too much to hope for, that they'd be so hot on his trail. Fuck. She'd just have to come back then.

And she would, repeatedly, until they did.

Settled on that, she let her steps lead her eastward, towards the small copse of willows she knew lay nearby. She wasn't there long before she heard someone approaching and, still somewhat alert from the company she expected, turned defensively towards them. Her hackles didn't relax until she heard Eljay's voice. What the hell was he doing here?

Yeah. Long time. She replied, with a curt tone that was definitely unwarranted. She'd been doing a pretty good job lately of slamming doors and Eljay had a tendency to "mentor" that shit out of people (or whatever). She wasn't interested. Why couldn't he have been someone she could simply beat the shit out of? Was that too much to ask?

Fennec clawed harder at the bark of the tree, gouging the wood in the process and snapping the piece of bark she'd been trying to pull.