Redhawk Caldera Circus minimus.

Fennec didn't initially know how to respond. There was nothing unfriendly about the way her mom approached her, but the fact that she couldn't understand why Fennec was upset frustrated her immensely. Mainly because she herself didn't fully comprehend it, and therefore explaining it was going to be a job and a half.

It was always easier to lash out. And while this was a habit she might eventually learn to grow out of, she still hadn't quite yet.

You don't have to do that. I know I'm a fucking screw up. That's why you went to Raven, right? Fennec stood up and took a few steps back. Don't bother. You have other problems. I get it.

That wasn't what she wanted to say. She knew it as the words left her mouth, but she couldn't take them back. Her expression flickered with hurt, but regret wasn't going to help her now. Her mom wouldn't be able to help anyway, and in the end, maybe it was better if she did just keep Killdeer company. Fennec didn't like feeling this way, but it wasn't like she could force it to stop. She didn't even fully know what caused it.