Bramblepoint It comes in waves, the letting go

Hunting. Fennec inwardly did the equivalent of a sideye at the simplified example. Sure, hunting was random chance and complaining about rotten luck wouldn't help. But there were way more complicated questions than that, and sometimes screaming at the world was all you could do to get through it. Fennec did a lot of that.

Sometimes there are answers. Not everything is as straightforward as a hunt, she replied, but she dismissed the idea of convincing him. If his world was that simple then good for him - hopefully he could keep it that way. The more complicated your life got the more it sucked in her experience.

I should get back. But thanks for the help. The thank you was something, if delivered a little noncommittally. Whatever dirt he'd managed to pile in would be fine.