Northstar Vale I need to spin my wheels

It took Fennec a moment to catch on to what Towhee was doing, and by the end she still wasn't entirely sure she got it. Her face was probably a comical mix of confusion and weirded-out acceptance as her mom puppeted her forepaws through a few awkward motions.

You sure that cougar didn't knock a few waves out of alignment? She asked, but smiled. It was nice that she tried, and if there was a way for her to learn, Fennec would snatch it in a heartbeat.

Maybe you could show me the most basic basic ones. I don't really get how it's different, but if it's easier for you, I don't mind trying. She didn't know how Towhee understood her now, just that she had to be directed at her mom to have a chance at being understood. The signs wouldn't change that for her, but if Towhee preferred them, she didn't mind trying.

That's cool, though. Really cool. I'm glad you like it here. Fennec took a beat, then a question popped into her head unexpectedly. Maybe it was the mention of the cougar that had her thinking back. Maybe it was just her place in Mereo, and how quickly Towhee had found her thing here.

Hey, mom? Did you think I made a good healer, in the Caldera? Honestly; I won't be mad. It just never really felt like, after Eljay, the pack saw me that way. Now I'm trying to figure out if it's something I should keep calling myself. It sounded pathetic the moment it left her mouth but there was no taking it back. Maybe she would get luckily and Towhee would have turned to scratch an itch or something. It was slowly dawning on Fennec, with an upsetting realization, how much her happiness depended on how well she was thought of in the things she did.

That was probably why gardening was the only thing she could do regardless. Plants had way fewer opinions to worry about.