Redsand Canyon Waiting for a sign

Somewhere, something had to be mocking her. That was the only explanation why, at that moment, his voice would be there. Calling for Killdeer, of course - just like last time.

Fennec stood stock-still as the call faded. Killdeer wasn't going to answer, she knew, because Germanicus had him scouting another area. The last thing Fennec wanted was him nosing around here without their son to divert him away. She knew better than to think he gave a damn what happened to her, but that wouldn't necessarily stop him from showing up on the borders to ask where Killer was.

It would be easiest to just howl back and tell him. Her jaw tightened involuntarily at the thought of it, though, and she spun to leave instead. Walked a few steps, then stopped and gritted her teeth angrily. Some fucking choice. Not for the first time, she silently cursed herself for giving him the opportunity to get close to his son. It would have been so much easier if Bronco had just disappeared.

He isn't here. Her howl lifted in response, short and clipped. Then she continued to walk away from the border, the tension she carried evident in every line of her posture.