Sun Mote Copse I usually break the things that I love

Fennec took the guidance willingly and fell gratefully in step alongside her. She could have managed fine but this place wasn’t one she’d been recent enough to be considered “familiar”, and traveling any relatively unknown territory was always taxing. She’d been managing for weeks already; Fennec was more than ready to settle in for a while.

Right… she’d met Bronco here too. And Meerkat had been born here. She really had forgotten how long this place had been home. It was hard to imagine Towhee ever settling long-term outside of the Caldera, despite most of Fennec’s childhood homes being elsewhere.

He has good taste. But we already knew that. She joked, gratified to hear her sister’s personal life was going well. I don’t remember what it was called back then, but I definitely remember it. Maybe the nest? It made sense, what with the family’s bird obsession. She liked the new name, and was curious if it meant anything in particular, but she saved that question. There were more important ones to ask.

How’s it going so far? Carrying them? she asked, letting her side gently brush against Meerkat’s to indicate what she meant. She could look for a place to settle in later, and maybe even start a garden here. Meerkat’s answer would let her know the types of things to prioritize as spring drew nearer.