The Heartwood But now it's like the night is taking sides

To Bronco, it sounded like Meerkat was definitely homesick. She was a year younger than he was, after all, and he'd taken an entire year of pack life with the Firebirds before he'd decided finally to venture out. Even the others his age had waited until they were about a year old. Meerkat was much younger- and perhaps, he wondered, that made all the distance. While he was a loving and careful guardian, he wasn't her parents, and the mountain wasn't her familiar birthplace. So for her to be homesick made complete sense to him. "It's OK," He said with a smile. "We had a pretty great place to grow up- an' maybe you didn't get as long there as most of us did, so it's OK to miss it." He said. A thought struck him and he chuckled. "Even right down the smell of the bog alnog the borders," He said. 

Her train of thought seemed to switch after a moment of silent and she looked up at him as though she was about to ask a very important question. So he was surprised when she mentioned not the Copse, but somewhere else. "Oh? Of course; that's what I'm here for, silly," He said, and nuzzled her cheek. "Where'd you want to go?" He asked, having a feeling that she might have somewhere in mind already.