Moonspear I don't wanna be sober

Fennec froze, but didn’t turn around. I told you I wouldn’t keep you long. She replied, still ready to leave. She could ask for clarification, but the need for validation wasn’t enough to overcome her aversion towards outright asking for things. She didn’t want empty words. She wanted Meerkat to want this as badly as she did, and that wasn’t reasonable to expect.

Meerkat had other sisters. And Fennec had chased her brother away.

I don’t know, what packmates or sisters do. It had been to long since she’d felt like she truly had either. She wanted to keep walking and get the hell out of this vulnerable conversation, but something held her in place.