Twisted Slough There’s nothing left for you to wish on

She snapped at him, causing Caracal to freeze, eyes widening like a deer in headlights. Fennec told him to leave her alone, her tone so sharp that he was helpless to do anything but obey. His tail immediately went limp and he backed up a few steps.

But his inner caretaker wouldn’t just let him leave without trying to get an explanation. Is everything okay? he asked, his shoulders hunching a little. Caracal was prepared to be told off again, though he stubbornly (and perhaps stupidly) hoped Fennec would consider telling him what was the matter.