Dragoncrest Cliffs go fish

The raindrop sucked in a breath of air when Meerkat asked what they had whispered to her. She had not shared their words so far, but also, none had asked. She debated to and fro about revealing their plans for her. Oh! How she wished she could consult them now, ask if it was news to share with her closest of sisters.

In time, I return to the spear, she said in a low voice, as if another might hear. Make home there. Not for many moons. She did not know when they wished for her to make her move, but she knew to trust them. The voices that whispered to her would show her the way.