Sun Mote Copse the halluci nation

Fennec could feel Meerkat’s sobs and adjusted too, shifting so that she could match the tightness of her sister’s hold. She didn’t break the silence for a while and instead just let Meerkat cry some of it out with her. Fennec could tell she definitely needed that, though she didn’t know exactly what from her speech had caused it. Probably nothing… Meerkat had plenty of reasons to need it outside of that.

It felt good to be needed, in that moment. Most of the time she didn’t know the right ways to help, and a lot of times even trying dug a hole for her to climb out of. But getting it right always made it worth it.

I’m still trying to figure a lot of things out. But if you or Njord need anything, I’m here. And when I say anything, I mean anything. Just ask. Hell, if she could poison a stranger for Germanicus, she could definitely do whatever the Copse might need from her. She kept that to herself, though it gave her an internal chuckle to think what her sister’s reaction might be. Some secrets were better off buried.