Dragoncrest Cliffs The bombs are falling

Her dark amber eyes rested on Rosalyn’s ruddy face, watching the way her expression shifted. They dropped briefly to the wet sand at the woman’s feet, the hole collapsing in on itself again. Then Rosalyn spoke, her voice reclaiming the younger woman’s attention.

Do you know Fennec? she guessed. She’s my older sister. She is blind. We look a bit alike, which was a coincidence, seeing as they didn’t actually share parentage. But the resemblance could trip up anyone, Meerkat supposed, even someone who didn’t struggle with muddled thoughts.

Nodding at the Ruby’s question, Meerkat said, We’ve known each other a while. We became friends over time, then… more than. When my pack recently decided to relocate across the wilds, I decided I’d rather stay close to Njord. It made sense to join Sapphique.

She didn’t know if it was prudent, considering what little she knew of Rosalyn’s condition, yet Meerkat couldn’t help asking, Did you know Kaertok? Or Haunt?