Redsand Canyon Your kisses are poison and all your words are treason

She heard someone coming and could tell immediately it was no one that she had called for or expected. Fennec felt a sense of tension fill her at the thought of dealing with whoever it was - and whatever they wanted. She just wanted to check on her son, deliver her news, and then get the fuck out.

I need to talk to him, Fennec answered. I'm not here for anything else. I just need to tell my son something. It wasn't the kind of news you delivered via proxy. If he didn't come, she might not have a choice... and what then? The thought hurt, but so had a lot recently.

Phox approached with an overwhelming amount of chipperness, something there was no way she could summon a match to. Hey dad. Fig is around here somewhere. Where's Killer? She needed to bypass the questions. The 'how are you's and the 'what's new' had no good answers and she didn't have the energy to pretend right now. Especially in front of a crowd.