Frogspawn Swamp It what it is.

Meerkat sought out her namesake burrow today, stealing just a few minutes to herself. When her eyelids grew heavy, she stepped back outside before she could fall asleep. As much as she could use a nap, she didn’t want to lose track of time. The pups were in good hands, though they would need their next meal soon.

As soon as she emerged into the open air and shook out her pelt, movement drew her eye beyond the borders. There was a wolf moving through the neighboring swamp. Meerkat’s eyes tracked the distant figure, noting the similarities in their coloration.

She still had time before she had to get back to The Taigh, so she called out, Hello!