Moonspear a spoonful of sugar

Fennec was drawn in by the birdsong. She wasn’t at all expecting puppies at the end of it.

So far she’d been successful at avoiding her younger brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews, etc - all to the detriment of her relationships, of course, but she didn’t count it as her fault entirely when the onus was always on her to visit. Clearly the feeling was mutual.

Except… now here they were. One of them, at least. Fennec could tell this one was Meerkat’s immediately, though there were others nearby who weren’t.

Hi. She couldn’t ignore it completely, but she didn’t plan on sticking around. Except… shit. Who was here watching them? She didn’t hear anyone, at least not outside. Fennec might be stuck here after all.