Sun Mote Copse World war freestyle.

Fennec had no idea who these wolves were that Towhee spoke of, but she "yeah"'d in that way you do when someone says "I wish you could meet them" and you don't really know to feel the same about a stranger.  Sure, I guess.

Fennec didn't smell what it was at first and had to move closer to gain an experimental sniff.  She took one, then shook her head.  Already ate, she lied.  For some reason, though she felt hungry, the thought of eating it turned her stomach.  She'd noticed it occasionally ever since coming here,  though when she was by herself it was easier to force herself to eat anyway.  No one to throw up in front of.