Redhawk Caldera Jet Song

Well shit, he was interested.  So far, Fennec had really only done fortunes for strangers... aside from Towhee, who she'd given a brief one.  It was different with wolves she was close to because they were harder to bullshit, would probably see right through it, and it felt a little worse?  That depends, though.  A few of the times she'd done it - like with the man who had given her the fawn - the telling just felt right in a way she couldn't explain.  The first time she'd experienced it had been with that other man, the one with an apparently bloody past.  He hadn't seemed as impressed, but she couldn't help but feel some note of truth had existed.  Okay, but first, you have to just... focus on a question.  Something you want to know about the future.  The questions were the best ones.  Don't tell me, but think.

She paused, giving him time to confirm and think about what exactly he might want to know.  Did she know, what he was thinking of?  She thought maybe... but hopefully that was just ego, because if her "signs" pointed to anything like that, it was going to be really hard to get the words out.

Either way, taking on the guise of "Wraith" made this easier.  She let out a small breath, then stood still and just listened, taking in everything around them.  The sounds, the scents, the vibrations in the ground.  As she did, she thought about what she knew of Bronco.  He was warm, caring, giving... sometimes to a fault.  But he had a temper, and sometimes, that temper scared even him.  He was irritatingly stubborn.  He was loyal, but only to a point, so he knew what he was worth.  And, she supposed, that was the only time he really did anything for himself.  Because the only times she'd ever heard of his temper, or seen his stubbornness, it had been in defense of someone else.  

She didn't know if that was enough to get started, but she had waited long enough.  You have most of what you want, she began, feeling a sense of contentment as a small breeze blew past.  But you're stuck on something.  You have to let go of whatever it is holding you back.  The tree above rattled, reminding her of branches hanging down, caught in limbo.  She smiled, then, as a ray of warmth hit her back.  God it felt good to be out and about, to feel the sun.  You've been doing well, moving forward and overcoming the past.  You want to keep doing this, and become more and more sure of yourself, even when conflict arises.  Trust your nature.  That one was quite possibly the surest one, despite not really knowing where it came from.  Her mind was inexplicably drawn to an image of the bear... a hulking creature, huffing and coming closer, indeterminant in shape but terrifying in scale.  If you don't, you'll just find ruin.  She didn't like that one so much.  She hadn't meant to give him a negative read, but for some reason, she couldn't shake the memory.  There was nothing but dread in it.

She'd worried so much about this next bit, but she was put off by the bear.  So when she dug her left paw into the snow, and hit the feeling of two branches entwined, she nearly laughed.  Of course.  The Briarwitch doesn't spin the telling because she's chicken, Fennec thought.  You have a lot of love in you, and a lot of connection.  Let it grow.  She felt her cheeks heat up.  It was strange that instead of finding that in the "what could be" column, she'd found it in the "what is".  Not the time to analyze that.  Don't fear the power of it, instead harness it.  She heard a bird call out, circling above, and a few others answer from nearby.  Embrace what you have around you, support and home.  But in the end, only you know what you want.  And you have everything you need to get it, if you just trust yourself.  She listened as the bird winged away, then let the words hang for a moment.

Part of payment is gonna be notes, by the way.  She replied, dropping the whole 'Wraith' facade and falling back into her normal pattern of speech.  She'd gotten into it again, though this time felt different than the others.  More 'real'?  Probably because she knew so much about Bronco, it was harder to separate what she knew from what she 'read'.  She'd actually said the word ruin though, hadn't she?  Fuck.  Well, if he was an unhappy customer, least he'd only paid her half.

INTERESTING
​1 - heart of matter: IV of Wands
2 - opposing: Hanged Man
3 - root cause: II of Swords
4 - past: The Sun
5 - goal: Father of Wands
6 - future: X of Swords
7 - you: II of Cups
8 - external influences: IX of Pentacles
9 - hopes/fears: Strength
10 - outcome: III of Wands