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Fennec closed her eyes instinctually as he brushed across her forehead. She had been honest to the point of vulnerability and a part of her was nervously aware of this. She hadn't meant to outwardly compare him to Bronco or Penn.

I believe you. He hadn't given her any reason not to so far. It felt like they were still on a similar page, even if the lines looked a little different. He wanted a commitment he could fill and she wanted someone who wouldn't shy away from hard conversations. Those two things fed into the same underlying goal.

If things stay like this, then I'd like to try this spring. She searched until her paw could find his, similar his movement before, and she could feel the roughness to his claws as she brushed over them. I'll have to tell Killdeer soon. She wouldn't tell Germanicus what to do with his own children, but she wouldn't keep a secret like this. Even if, outside of sleeping arrangements and casual touch, very little had changed. Siblings would be a larger adjustment and she wondered if he would mind.

Now that they'd settled, Fennec wanted to pull him into the den and continue her nap with company. Instead she played with her grip on top of his. He'd taken time out to talk with her about this and she appreciated it, but he'd likely need to go soon. She had things she needed to take care of too.