Sun Mote Copse the halluci nation

Fennec couldn’t see Meerkat’s expression but she heard the denial in her tone. Apparently her sister didn’t agree, which didn’t bother Fennec much. Of course, her opinion was that she was right… the bear didn’t force Swordfish to leave. She’d made enough of her own stupid, selfish decisions to recognize an explanation wasn’t the same thing as a justification. She was smart enough to keep these thoughts to herself.

Meerkat seemed ready to drop it and Fennec accepted the change of subject easily. There was no point in pressing a problem that was, honestly and truly, none of her business.

Things are the same as they’ve been. Not a problem, but not exactly ideal. But I don’t think “ideal” is a thing anyone actually gets, so I think “as good as things can get” is probably more honest.

She couldn’t point to a single problem, a single issue, or a single thing she could improve to try and make things better. There were little things, but every gain came with losses, and right now she’d decided the sure thing was worth staying for. Really, Njord and Meerkat’s current situation made her life look practically idyllic. It was pretty fucked that she could feel jealous that they had enough kids to lose one. No way in hell she was ever admitting to that.