Wild Berry Meadow i will be chasing a starlight

Nab gave Onatah a soft-eyed look, happy already with her choices of companions. She was very kind, and very eager to please, and Brechin possessed as dutiful and fair a soul as her own.

"I'll be sure to wake someone if I grow tired," she insisted, touching her nose to the top of the woman's head. Though they were both grown women, Nab couldn't help but feel motherly toward the newest member of their little herd. She seemed young in her coltish worry, and although Jenabbi would doubtlessly see the woman behind the anxiety in time, for now, she only knew a faucet of her friend.