Lion Head Mesa Take your time, and consume all of it

She seemed to take it well, from the soft orders she gave. Fennec hadn’t counted on it being a crushing blow to a pack that seemed more established in about every way than Mereo had been… but she was glad the other woman didn’t sound angry. It would have been too tempting to let that stoke her own.

The fact that she’d come at all was an indicator things had at least not gone as badly as they could, but the news was good. It meant Fennec had, in fact, killed a wolf. But she still didn’t find any guilt over it. If his own daughter had wanted him murdered then she didn’t feel like her own judgement mattered. If her kids wanted her dead… she would absolutely deserve it.

Fennec huffed out a breath at the question. Fuck if she knew. I’ll go where my son does. Hope he can find happiness and be happy with that too. That was really her only plan at the moment. I don’t know where he wants to go, but if we make a claim, I’d consider us allies. Whatever that might be worth. Next to nothing right now. It was stupid to say, when she didn’t even know where tomorrow would place them, but something in her desperately reached out for that thread. A glimmer of friendship, however faint, was worth everything right now.