Bramblepoint what's my line

Fennec had settled quietly in at home.  She'd never admit missing him, but she wondered frequently if @Bronco was alright, and if maybe she should have stuck around.  Today she was loitering in the Bramblepoint as a result, picking half-heartedly at her garden with a forepaw.  The thing was too snow-covered, and the ground too frozen, to be in any way viable.  It was 100% a waste of time to be here right now.

She breathed in the sharp, clean scent of the snow, and was surprised when the wind brought another familiar presence.  Shit.  What was her name?

Fennec got to her feet and walked a ways towards the wind, though she wasn't sure exactly if the other girl was in earshot.  Hey! She called out, then paused and listened quietly.