Firefly Glen I breathe you in again

Fennec’s ears flicked backwards with annoyance as Killdeer mentioned his worries again, but she bit back the immediate and impatient it’s fine. Her mood wasn’t quite in the spot it needed to be to handle that gracefully.

She didn’t care. It didn’t matter where they went; nothing changed. Nothing she wanted ever worked out, none of their family would be there, and in the end it would collapse into shit eventually. The mountain was as good a place as the next.

The Moonspear’s fine. I told you I’ve been there. She repeated, her tone a neutral level. She wouldn’t take her frustration out on her son but his worry was starting to rankle her. It wasn’t his job to look after her; she’d tried to raise him to know that, but apparently she’d done a shit job lately. Surprise there.

So it’s decided. There wasn’t much use discussing more. Killer’s doubts didn’t interest her if they revolved around her… especially if he intended to discuss them with Penn and ignore what she’d already said. Moonspear it is.