Redsand Canyon perseco

Fennec felt him shift as he reached out and met it automatically, tucking her nose into the place where his shoulder met his neck and staying there a moment. She was glad that he recognized it, but she knew he was right. She’d learned that lesson in another way; sometimes you had to prepare for the worst, no matter how hard you hope it doesn’t happen.

But you were never given a choice. Until they didn’t need you. But by that time, how could you know? They’d never shown you anything else. She was upset on his behalf. Germanicus was far more understanding, and forgiving, then she would ever be. She’d have told their entire… whatever the leadership was… to fuck themselves if they’d tossed her out after taking her life like that.

No offense to your brother, but he sounds like a dick. I’m glad you get to choose now, but if that’s where you wanted to be, I’m sorry you had to lose it. She wondered if that was why he’d never seen Mereo as home. Maybe a part of him hoped he could go back and reclaim the position he lost. Selfishly, she hoped not.