Redsand Canyon It's been drug through the mud

While Germanicus was away, Fennec moved to primarily patrolling. She walked the northern edge of the canyon and then moved south, sleeping with one ear to the borders rather than tucked in their den. It felt a bit more like a place to be cornered alone.

It wasn't only the lack of his presence. They were a sparse group now, and she wished he'd waited to send Reyson. He couldn't have known how the timing would work out, but right now, she and her son were the only two soldiers actively present to defend this place. Tierra had an escort and so did the other new recruit... another healer.

She wondered if he'd noticed that the ones who stayed looked less and less like the type who typically would be soldiers. He was chasing children he'd (likely) unintentionally driven away, and though Fennec hadn't been able to grab Aquene yet to find out if she was right, she got the feeling there were some conversations to be had before spring. Her children would grow up the same way Killdeer had - free to be children for as long as was necessary.

Fennec's ear twitched as she heard the scattering of rock on the distant side of the scent line. She would pause to see where the noise headed, but her thoughts were still distracted. She wouldn't stand by and watch another pack die. Maybe there were ways she could help.