Redsand Canyon And I can't help it it's the way I'm wired

Sure. Maybe you can tell me if any are dying. Fennec would have known by scent if that was the case, but she also wouldn’t mind hearing from Killdeer how they looked and were standing overall. It was an easy way for him to help without needed the knowledge of which plant did what - though she usually told him a few when he’d stop by. He hadn’t shown much interest in them outside of spending time with her, something that made his offer mean more actually, but that might change someday.

If not, maybe someday she wouldn’t be around, and knowing which plants could help in a tight place was never a bad thing.

With a final playful flick of her tail against his flank, Fennec led the way off towards her garden, asking about his training as they went.