Sun Mote Copse I've been swimming from the Wallace

So far, sticking around Eljay's had been a pretty solid way for Fennec to avoid the Regent.  It wasn't that she was afraid of Niamh; there just wasn't anything she wanted to hear from her, or anything she wanted to say.  That and completely ghosting her made a point, at least as much of one as she wanted to make.  Fennec was nothing if not spiteful.

Today, though, success ended.  She was nosing in the garden, helping to pluck out the dead and rotting so that the new would have space to push through.  It wasn't all that important, but it gave her something to do, and it was kind of fun.  There was something neat about helping something grow.

She didn't hear Niamh until it was too late, and she still thought about bolting.  Instead, her ears turned back towards the woman, but that was the only indication she made that she'd heard.  Annoyed, she continued with her work.