Dragoncrest Cliffs walking around with them blue faces

Only after returning to the cliffs did Meerkat realize she’d completely forgotten her original task. Running into the wolves next door had distracted her and now she was too tired to resume her search. Letting out a breath, she padded slowly inland from the beach, ultimately destined for the little den she shared with Njord.

She startled slightly when she came across a shadow in the tunnel. Squinting, Meerkat said, Hermes Vael, is that you? This first question was quickly followed by a second as her eyes adjusted and she saw his generally downtrodden demeanor. Hey, is something the matter?

Her whiskey colored eyes gently probed his face as she wondered, why did he look so bereft? She hadn’t spent much time with the pack’s yearlings—or anyone, really—since before her heat. Meerkat knew something had happened to Coraline recently. Maybe they were friends? Or perhaps he’d had an argument with his brother? She hoped he might confide in her.