Redhawk Caldera Circus minimus.

At first, Fennec was confused. Then it dawned on her that her mom had misunderstood her offer. Oh shit, she didn't... not want to offer that. But she also knew there was no way she could handle being a dumping ground for anyone's anything at the moment. Or ever.

No. I mean, you can talk to me too. But I meant the stomach stuff. She slid closer, then leaned against Towhee. I know Raven helped. And maybe it was something I didn't understand. But you shouldn't have left it without seeing if I could at least help. Shit like that could go bad so fast, and not treating it right away sometimes made it worse. She wasn't going to sit here and say that she was an expert, nor was she going to come right out and admit how much it had hurt her feelings, but she could assert her professional advice.

It didn't help that she felt pretty useless when it came to her own problems. She was glad everyone was healthy, but having something she could actually do would be pretty nice right now.