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Fennec nipped playfully back at her son after returning his affectionate greeting, easily falling in alongside as she let him lead their way. She could more easily divide her attention now that he was here to make sure they didn’t go cliff diving.

I thought you could escort your poor mother around a bit today, if you aren’t too busy. She replied with a knowing smile, clearly joking with the implication that he would be. Killer didn’t seem to ever mind giving her some of his time.

And I wanted to ask what you thought of things so far. With Moonspear, and with mom. Her voice softened a bit on the second. Towhee had been a sore spot between them before, but it had been nice having her a part of their pack for as long as they had. She understood why her mom had chosen to live her life as a wanderer, hoping to split her time between as many kids as she could, but that didn’t mean Killer had accepted the notion so easily.