Deepwood Weald I've got a wildcard up my sleeve

Maia spoke enthusiastically of her nomadic lifestyle, explaining that she'd always been a bit of a roamer. Meerkat had enjoyed traveling as far as she could remember, yet it had never really occurred to her that she could uproot and wander without a home base. Even when she'd learned of that possibility via Towhee, it hadn't really appealed to her. Even now, the thought was equal parts foreign and intriguing. She could barely grasp a life without borders, without pack.

"Where do you sleep? How do you hunt? What happens if you get hurt or sick?" The questions came springing off her tongue, rapidfire. Meerkat found herself silently hoping for good answers from Maia, as if a seed had been planted by the trio's departure and now sought water to grow.