Sun Mote Copse keep the heid

Fennec considered speaking up to join, but instead held her silence as Njord drew the meeting to a close. For the best, she figured. If her sister wanted diplomacy she wasn’t the wolf to send.

That didn’t stop the jealousy that, unsurprisingly, kicked up when Towhee Jr was announced as Honoree. She’d just opted out of a direct leadership responsibility. Of course she wasn’t about to be fucking promoted. But she’d never claimed to be a rational wolf, and Fennec had quietly (and not so quietly) longed for the rank since back when she’d still felt competition with Fig to prove she deserved it.

Well, she’d had it a few times, hadn’t she? Every time she’d proven the opposite. Penn wasn’t even here, Killer wasn’t here… this wasn’t a long term home unless she wanted it to be. She just felt directionless.

Suddenly a little out of sorts in a way she didn’t want to address, Fennec turned away, disappearing into the copse around her before anyone could catch her to discuss the news.