Moonspear ghost in your stereo

Her lips parted to ask Magnola more about this man and the possibility of finding a home at the caldera. But they pressed together again when the woman shortly excused herself. Meerkat nodded mutely, using her good paw to motion for Magnola to go ahead.

She sat there, waiting, for about ten minutes before she realized something. Yes, she would feel like a jerk if she just left but, honestly, that ship had sailed; she already felt bad that Magnola was wasting time on her. And as the minutes ticked past, she found herself stuck on poppies, despite herself. She probably shouldn't... but they sounded so good, particularly right now... and her foot legitimately hurt...

In the end, the yearling couldn't resist the impulse. Well aware that Magnola might catch up to her, maybe even scold her, Meerkat began moving down the opposite side of the ruined mountain. She cradled her paw carefully against her chest and went slowly, her world narrowing down to getting to her next fix.

I made an assumption here (Magnola leaving), so tap me if you need me to edit anything! Otherwise, this will be my last. :)