Sun Mote Copse He was never demanding, just understanding.

Someone was here. Fennec scented them before she’d heard them, and by the time she approached they were silent. That either meant they’d moved on or that they weren’t moving at all.

She listened with a cocked ear for a moment, turning her head. The wind wasn’t direct enough for her to know, but she had to be close. At least they hadn’t crossed the border.

If you’re still here, just go ahead and announce yourself, alright? She called out, then listened again for a response. If they hadn’t left then hopefully they’d make her job easier and give her a heading.

She didn’t recognize them, that much she knew. So it wasn’t family. Maybe someone from that new pack, the one that seemed to have a little trouble with borders? Oh, shit, please.. She could use a little practice to knock the dust off.