Redsand Canyon stillicidium

Fennec wasn’t happy about the circumstances but they had time. She was eager for the trip but as time went on she also worried about it. She trusted him. She’d trusted others.

It didn’t matter how different this was. She wondered how long it would take him, alone with her, to realize he’d made a mistake. It was a stupid enough insecurity that it wouldn’t stop her from going. It did have the benefit of making her feel better about the delay.

They’d scouted the south and she’d learned some of it, though she’d likely spend the next few weeks learning its details and wearing the trails into her spatial memory. Right now she let Germanicus’ sure step, and the sense of the pack around, lead her.

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