Redsand Canyon For me to walk away

Literally everyone leaves. It was helpful to hear this echo her own pessimism, if only because it made her feel less crazy and alone feeling that way herself. It didn't seem like a concept that bothered others and she was starting to wonder if maybe it wasn't as common as she thought. The only alternative to that being that she was the problem after all.

I don't know how to do that. Cope. I can sit here and say fuck it as much as I want, but it doesn't do shit if in the end I just feel awful anyway. Fennec drew in a shaky, frustrated breath. Denial only worked if you believed it. I can't just forgive and forget. But with Killdeer, I can't just avoid it all either. So instead I'm stuck here, trying to pretend like I'm happy and like everything is okay when really I just feel trapped. But I can't leave him when I promised I wouldn't. This was the part she couldn't handle him hearing.

I like having you around. I just... it's hard, feeling like I don't fit with anyone else. That's why I wanted to try building something of my own. She realized a moment after she'd finished the last part what it would sound like and had quickly amended it. She didn't want her mom thinking she was the problem here. I think I knew it was never going to work. That's why I didn't tell anyone but Killer. Less to disappoint when it inevitably crashed and burned.

That was bleak. Towhee had built so many successful packs, somehow, and even here she'd somehow managed to pull a family out of thin air. A new mate, new kids, and a shit ton of respect. Fennec didn't understand how she managed it. She also wouldn't be surprised if her mom wondered how her daughter grew into such a failure. She should have learned from the best, right? Apparently, if she had, the lessons didn't stick.