Nova Peak even in a hurricane of frowns

Meerkat may as well have been speaking Ancient Greek. 'heeing 'homeone? she asks, frowning at the horrid sound (or lack thereof) her tongue produced. coahh? neither are phrases she's ever heard before.

she does, however, know the feeling of choosing one over the other.

had Ursus returned to their new mountain? how did her father grieve? had her brother seized more power?

questions she could choose to ruminate on. . .but there are bigger proverbial fish to fry.

she catches the gesture and knows it for tiredness, and feels a sudden exhaustion of her own.