Sun Mote Copse Little desert fox

vague to get on her log

Fennec should have known that after Figment and she spoke, her dad would be close after.  Her ears twisted back from where she was lying down, but she didn't move to get up.  She couldn't explain the hesitance.

I'm here, she said.  She forgot sometimes that for everyone else, such specifiers were unnecessary.  Often she assumed everyone else went through life as blind as she did, and because of that they needed to be told where she was.

Sorry.  About, y'know, earlier.  She didn't turn to face him quite yet, and suddenly, she felt her pulse quicken again.  She'd convinced herself pretty thoroughly that part of the reason they'd disappeared was the desire to distance themselves from her, and while she knew she was better now and improving by the day at doing things herself, she was afraid.

At the same time, she wanted nothing more than to do as she had when she was small and bury herself in her dad's embrace.  There was a heavy, weird tension to her while she waited.  She didn't even really know what for.