Emberwood An easy day, some appreciation

His song was pretty, whatever it was, though he could occasionally drift a little out of key to her ears. Fennec couldn't sing for shit, of course, so she enjoyed the sound without a word.

Fennec laughed, shoving him a little back when he sidled against her, but then closing the space again rather than let it stay. She didn't want him to think she wanted the space right now when, honestly, it was the last thing she wanted. She had enough of that with others.

Since you rudely interrupted me, blindo. She enjoyed pulling out the old name Penn used to toss at her. No doubt Fig would recognize it. And here I was, minding my own damn business. What gives?