Redsand Canyon The ethereal and I.

Fennec waited patiently while her mom finished. Fennel. Her lips curled up a bit at the similarity to her own name, though she wasn't sure if her mom would catch it. Sometimes she did, sometimes she didn't.

You can take some for later, just in case, if you want. She was growing it but wasn't exactly using it for much yet. That was a step past where she'd gotten; the one time she'd worked up the drive to go to the healer's den, she'd found it empty except for her son. Fennec hadn't given it a second try yet.