Moonspear I don't wanna be sober

Fennec smiled a little tersely, but didn’t step back when she felt Meerkat reach out. What she said was reasonable but it was also part of what she’d feared.

It’s honest, which is what I want. I guess I wish it felt like I had family outside of a pack. And anyone cared more than that. Like, if I chose someplace different… someone would bother with wanting to know how it was going. That’s really not your problem, so don’t worry about it. It’s me who can’t figure out how to keep a relationship with anyone but mom and dad.

Sometimes she even wondered if they would bother, if she didn’t have Killdeer with her. It was insecurity speaking when those thoughts came but she still gave into them at times.

Packmates, then. She could live with it. She didn’t mention Meerkat’s kids right now, since this wasn’t exactly about them. Their kids were separate and Killer and her weren’t always guaranteed to be a match set. The same went for Meerkat’s. She always wanted something that existed outside of them, but that seemed a big consideration too. She wondered if what she wanted was unreasonable and not a normal thing to expect. It wouldn’t be the first time.