Duskfire Glacier space invaders are smoking grass

Too caught up in her own worries about her brother, Meerkat hadn't been privy to the latest news. Her lips parted when Issorartuyok mentioned seeing signs of illness in the game, then expressed worry about its spread. She couldn't speak to the subject, though her brown eyes captured his for a moment to commiserate in concern for their pack before Meerkat let her gaze drop away.

So, Veteran wouldn't be joining them. She nodded her acknowledgement, then fell into a contemplative silence for a moment before voicing a sudden thought. "We should keep an eye out for Imaq and Sikuliak while we're out. Remember how I told you I spent months searching for my missing relatives, only to burn out? I'm kind of anxious about triggering myself but I told Rye I want to help. And I want to know what became of them."

She blinked, gazing off into the darkening distance. Were they out there? Was their disappearance tied in with this sickness in the prey? Imaq was a hunter, after all. But maybe that was a stretch. Meerkat breathed in and out, watching her warm breath furl before her eyes, then glanced over to Issorartuyok to see what he had to say.