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She seemed disappointed, which was understandable. Fig knew how he'd felt in all the times he'd ever been parted from Fennec. It was like a piece of himself had been missing. He'd always felt a bit lost, like he wasn't entirely certain of his purpose. She was his North, and he just the arrow of a compass.

I cannot tell you how badly he needed a girlfriend.

"Her name is Fennec," he replied, "We--Fenn, her mate, Bronco, and I--are looking for a place to settle." He turned away from the herd to study her for a moment, watching as she cowered from the noise once more. Such a skittish thing. His heart ached for her in that way it always did when he sensed someone was hurting.

"Why don't we move away from the herd, hm? I think I've learned what I can of them for now," he offered kindly. 

think we can wrap thissun up? :)