Moonspear shrimps is bugs

Take it far enough and you can be a bad-ass bitch like me. Fennec retorted, genuinely smiling as she pulled back. There was no way the full route was Meerkat’s style, but the affectionate insults nearly did more to put Fennec at ease than the entire conversation had.

There was a grain of truth to what Meerkat said, and Fennec made a begrudging sound of agreement in her throat. Maybe. Seeing it that way was alright, but it didn’t help as much as she might think. Consider it from where I am, though. Imagine trying your hardest to prove everyone wrong, and grow, only to be told no one trusts you to handle anything well. I get it’s for good reasons, but it gets a little old, being told there’s nothing you can do but understand and move on. She snorted. Holy fuck, do I wish I could. But for some reason shit like that eats at me. Not knowing what problems Fig has shouldn’t bother me as much as it does. Too bad I don’t have much say in it.

She could control how she handled that upset and she’d tried to, but the nagging reminders she’d just have to put up with until he came back someday and felt like sharing. She could assume his problem was similar to Meerkat’s, though, and that did actually help quite a bit. Maybe there was more to it, but if it was entirely his inability to talk to her, it made more sense that he’d called it a ‘him’ problem. Circular issues indeed.

Anyway, my issues aside… what made you decide leading wasn’t for you? Absolute power didn’t get to your head? They’d sorted what they could on her end, and now she was curious to hear more about Meerkat’s short stint on the helm.