Sunbeam Lair talking out loud

This time when Fennec left she went north, somehow finding her way up and into the neighboring mountains. It wasn't a smart move but when it came to exploration, she didn't have much of a choice. She was fresh out of babysitters and traveling companions. She missed Fig.

The last time she'd gone to the Bramblepoint, she'd found the feathers and decided this time would be the last time. She'd left them where they were - it was too obvious, and taking them felt too much like forgiving. She couldn't.

She was fine on her own. Fennec moved slowly, testing the way forward before placing her weight on each step, but she hadn't walked off any ledges yet. She weaved her way along a surprisingly well-suited path instead, one probably used by a number of creatures over the years.

The snores were what turned her attention. Fennec froze, then turned her head, trying to determine what the noise was and where it was coming from. She was tensed, but there wouldn't be any running for her here. She didn't sense danger to it but the unfamiliar settings had her on edge. It was an increasingly familiar sensation.