Sun Mote Copse the halluci nation

Fennec smiled ruefully. Fuck, she appreciated the straightforward way Meerkat asked. She deserved a straight answer because of it.

Because it’s the right choice. And because, for some godawful reason, I’m jealous as hell. Every time I’ve tried to lead, it’s been a disaster. Doesn’t stop me from wanting it again, even if I know I’m not the right choice.

She let out a breath, then quickly added a clarification. I’m not upset with you or with Junior. I would have asked if I thought I deserved it. I don’t. She didn’t want Meerkat to get the wrong impression. She and Njord had made the choice that was best for the pack and Fennec wasn’t about to deny it. She just didn’t know what her role here was, and the longer it took her to sort out, the less she felt like she’d find it at all.