Dragoncrest Cliffs but come, dear companions

She kept busy, between spending time with Njord, seeking out the rest of her pack mates and getting to know the lay of the land. But that didn’t stop Meerkat from missing the glacier, the connections and memories she’d made there. Sometimes it stopped her in its tracks, the grief of it. She didn’t regret where life had taken her, yet sometimes she still needed to mourn a little.

Erzulie’s voice drew Meerkat out of one such funk. It sounded like she was calling for her sons. She also sounded close by. The Granite did a sweep with her eyes, spotting the captain and deciding to walk over to say “hi,” at the very least, and maybe make conversation until the Obsidian located her kids.

Hi, Meerkat said upon approach, her posture suited to greet her leader.