Sun Mote Copse I usually break the things that I love

The flash of annoyance wasn’t fair. She knew and hid it well. Honestly, I’d rather take a break before I explore too much. Fennec responded, allowing a touch of weariness into her tone.

A garden, already? Whose? Half of the fun had always been in finding a location, but she supposed it made sense that this place was mapped out in its entirety. Mereo had been partially hers. So had her failed attempts before it. No part of Sun Mote Copse was hers to claim. It was surprising, to say the least, how much the realization dinged her pride.

Maybe later? She’d check it out in time, she just needed rest. Maybe a meal would help too.