Moonspear ghost in your stereo

The yearling opened her mouth to protest, then shut it again as another flush of embarrassment crept up her chest and throat, heating her face beneath her sandy fur. She supposed that if she simply admitted she'd danced up a mountainside without any further context, it didn't sound too horrible. But even if Magnola wasn't aware of the wrongness of it all, Meerkat certainly knew.

"I was being an idiot," she blurted. "I've hurt it a couple times before, so I should be more careful..." Meerkat shook her head at herself. "I'm an idiot," she repeated under her breath. "You're really not obligated to help me," she went on to say a moment later. Meerkat didn't deserve the stranger's aid. What she did deserve was the pain in her foot. "Although I do appreciate your offer."

In the next breath, she couldn't help but ask, "Do you live somewhere close by?" What had brought Magnola to the ruins of Moonspear, particularly at this early hour?