Sun Mote Copse I usually break the things that I love

Fennec settled in and took the offered food without a word, remembering her hunger immediately when she began to gnaw at it. Hunting on the road wasn’t really an option for her, and carrion was hard to come by without stretching the trip out. She really shouldn’t have traveled alone.

The food helped. Meerkat’s genuine warmth did too, and the fact that she clearly was fine giving Fennec the space to get her head in a better spot. She swallowed, then smiled, the expression more genuine than it might have been before.

So am I. It was a long trip, but I’m glad I came. She stretched her shoulders, then sighed. I’ll need to go see Killer, but something tells me Auntie Curse doesn’t have long to wait. I’ll take that trip after they are here. She huffed a silent laugh, remembering her sister’s relief that her son wouldn’t need to be the one on standby. Fuck, imagine Killdeer having to deal with that? No way in hell. Small blessings, and it was nice to have a reason to laugh about it, even only to herself. It helped.