Silverlight Terrace You've always got an answer

tags are for reference, for @Killdeer if you want one! (No pressure, this can also be a r.o.)

Fennec had settled into a routine of sorts on the mountain. While there was still a part of her that was restless, and maybe always would be she wondered, she was at least finding a happiness that worked for her here. Her brother was the only dim spot, a shadow she didn’t want to own up to because it felt childish to let it hang over her the way it did. She’d have to get over it eventually.

She was Auntie Curse to @Seal and @Orca II, watching them whenever @Meerkat needed and telling them all about cursed frogs and haunted swamps. Sometimes she spent days patrolling and hunting with her son, other days she spent with @Penn, and every night they settled down wherever they felt like sleeping. They still hadn’t put a label on it and right now, that’s what Fennec preferred. There was no way in hell she was pushing some kind of cursed mateship on him, not after the way the last two ended. It was time to take shit as it came.

Today she’d asked Killer if he wanted to go with her down the mountain and check out the neighboring valley. Fennec hadn’t explored this area much and the escort was a perfect excuse to get a little time alone. She could have likely made the trip herself but it would take twice the time and be more risky than learning it with Killer there.

She’d wait to see if he had anything on his mind before kicking off a conversation herself. She could think of a few things he might want to ask.