Redhawk Caldera It's not just where you make your bed

She disagreed with Phox, but didn't speak up on it.  She's scared.  And a coward, apparently, came the less charitable thought.  That was why people ran, wasn't it?  Penn left because he couldn't deal with his parents' deaths and wanted to avoid it.  Fennec ran because she'd thought that if she ran first, she'd never be left behind again.  And Niamh, apparently, was running from something too.  It didn't make sense that that something was Reyes... unless.  Something clicked, but she kept it silent for now.  Save it for if you ever read her fortune.

He led me part of the way home, and said they fought.  She chased him out?  Fennec felt her fur lift.  Losing Niamh meant losing some of the pups they'd needed to worry about protecting, but still.  She couldn't hunt... if all they had left was Phox and Towhee and maybe one other?  Then they were toast the minute that bear or that cat came back around.  Let alone a rival pack or any other bullshit.

We should go get him.  She didn't know everything that had happened, clearly, but she did know that they had good help waiting and nothing stopping them from accepting him.  Him and maybe Bronco.  But she couldn't bring herself to say it because, thinking on the glen... maybe she didn't need to know all the news at once.  She had to deal with this first.