Sun Mote Copse Coyote ugly.

Fennec immediately rankled at the insinuation. What did her mom mean by that? She was ready. She’d already spent her years waiting. This wasn’t nature knowing anything… it was nature being a bitch about it.

Right. She couldn’t hide the clipped edge, but fortunately her mom wouldn’t hear it. Unfortunately Fennec’s poker face also left something to be desired.

It felt like a brush off and Fennec let it happen, falling into silence rather than elaborating any further. Probably for the best. She wasn’t sure what she’d expected, and honestly, it wasn’t like anything her mom said could actually help. Shit was just shit.

Anyway, you said bleeding? Is it painful, or just there? Fennec asked, shifting the conversation back after a moment. Back to business.