Cedar Sweep tree town

Her mother had informed her of some unprecedented foot traffic along stretches of the copse’s borders. Meerkat decided to take some time today to visit their southerly neighbors and inquire if they’d noticed these patterns as well. In lieu of flowers this time, she brought a large turtle shell. Her family had eaten the meat and she’d scraped it clean. She thought of filling it with something—berries, perhaps—but decided it would be easier to transport empty.

She arrived at the corner of Napatuqvik, setting the gift at her feet. Her deep golden eyes swept from left to right, looking for any sign of a guardian—or perhaps these passerby her mother had detected. But Meerkat saw no one after a while, so she tipped her head toward the moody April sky and called for @Asivaq.