Sly Fox Sand Dunes you dj, i’ll drive

I’m not hungry, he says, shaking his head again, but thanks. I’ll feel better once I—we—hit the road again.

He wants to go now but he exercises some patience to let Damsel eat her fill. She’s promised not to try to get him to talk about what’s on his mind, which he really appreciates, and he thinks it bodes well for whatever amount of time they end up spending together.

While he waits, he pads back to the crest of the dune and peers in a southerly direction. What’s out there? More desert? Another ocean? Something else entirely? Bushtit has never really left the Teekon Wilds. He knows he’ll be back, but he’s suddenly so eager to get away from this place for a little while.

Want to wrap and/or archive here? I’m giving him a short break so you’re welcome to infer whatever you like re: what they get up to behind the scenes. :)