Sleepy Fox Hollow saturday

Finally, Javelina appeared to take the unspoken hint. Fiona breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the other woman would not be accompanying her all the way to check on Prowler. The raccoon could be seen as prey to many—and Fiona had eaten her fair share of the bandits—and she did not wish to lose her familiar so soon. You too, she replied, watching as the grey and black woman disappeared into the trees.

The witch waited for a time, then veered to the left, toward the spot where she had told Prowler to wait. There were traces of her masked friend near the tree where Fiona had arranged for them to reunion, but no Prowler herself. She frowned, but it was better to know that her familiar was alive, even if they could not meet today. The witch left a token—a tuft of her fur—to indicate to Prowler that she had come to check on her. They were both alive, and they would find one another again when the time was right.