Firefly Glen not giving in

She wasn't gone very long and, and as far as she knew, nobody had even noticed her absence. Meerkat chewed thoughtfully on the inside of her cheek as she meandered around the glen, pondering what she'd discovered: the moors were empty, with no sign of Rusalka. Evidently, moving was all the rage around these parts lately. She wondered if anyone in the glen might know about them and where they might've gone. Heck, maybe someone around here knew Kaertok or Raleska personally.

Osiris's summons effectively sidelined her mission and all thoughts thereof, at least for now. Breaking into a trot, she quickly followed the sound of his voice, wondering if they were having a pack meeting of some kind. But when she arrived, Meerkat quickly figured out they were hunting. She felt a tiny measure of trepidation until she clued in on their prey: turkeys. They didn't seem very big or dangerous. Apparently they couldn't even fly properly.

Her brown eyes sought her brother, her sister too. When she didn't see them, Meerkat sidled closer to Toad, bumping her friend's shoulder with her pale snout. Her attention quickly strayed to the fore, where Osiris held court, flanked by his darker brothers. Heart suddenly swooping in her chest, she tried to catch Atlas's gaze to wink at him.