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

She couldn't read his body language but she could hear the acceptance in his voice. She barely paid attention to what he said, though, because she was caught again thinking about where she should go next. Maybe west here, instead.. She could loop south later, avoid any packs, and hit a river or two. Easy.

Right. She wouldn't call for him, she knew that for sure. It wasn't personal but there weren't a lot of wolves that Fennec opened up to. In fact, that number might be four now... her parents, Fig, and Penn. Even Killer had conditions.

Without a thank you, or even a goodbye, Fennec started to leave and move westward. She listened as she did, mostly to make sure he wasn't following, but she was pretty sure he wouldn't. There was no reason for him to care, really, about what happened to her after this. She needed to sort this out herself - that had been made abundantly clear to her, these past few days.