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By now, Fennec had grown fairly used to Penn sneaking up on her.  Still, when Towhee approached, it took her a second to recognize her mom in the rain.  Her head shot up, but she didn't move.

I know, I can hear it, she said, without a lot of inflection.  Weeks of travel had made her more upfront, if possible, and it was a slow minute before she realized how it might come off.  She didn't walk it back, though.  Part of what lurked at the back of Fennec's mind was the idea that, despite her travels, her mom and dad would still see her as someone needing looked after.  It was true, in part; but she didn't have to like it.

What stick? She did acquiesce, though, and took a step or two back from the water.  I was just going to get a drink, but I guess.... there's tons of water.  She said, with a barely-there smile.  The puddles around wouldn't be nearly as good as the stream, but thinking about it a little more, the risk of getting even more wet hardly seemed worth it.