Emberwood An easy day, some appreciation

Most days, Fennec spent in constant motion. Charting the borders and the woods, gathering supplies, attempting to hunt, seeking recruits. The latter was slow going, the rest mildly boring, but all of them kept her busy. Lately, more and more, she hated to not be busy.

And lately, more and more, even that wasn't enough. Today she was itchier than normal, wound tight and keeping to herself by stalking the borders and marking her way along. By now she nearly knew them by heart. That was good... she was distracted.

Spring is coming.

She was trying hard not to be impatient. To give space, to not ask for anything, to wait. But the more that thought occurred to her, the harder it was to do that. Things weren't changing.... but Fennec had changed. Killdeer had opened something in her she hadn't known was there, and the thought of not getting to experience it again hit hard. Especially since, this time, he was here.

Fennec blew out an impatient breath, then crossed the scent line she'd just drawn, wandering a short ways outside the forest's border before beginning to scent about. Some tracking would clear her mind. She sucked enough at hunting still that it took most, if not all, of her concentration.