Dragoncrest Cliffs a servant of wile-weaving aphrodite

Cameo!

It would be a little while longer before her own children were grown enough to join their peers at Corsair Beach. But they were not so young that Meerkat felt they couldn’t be left alone in the burrow for a few moments while she made her way to the pack’s rendezvous site. She definitely wanted to make an appearance at such an important event, even if she couldn’t stay long.

When she arrived, Meerkat found much of the pack there, milling about the sands. She barked a greeting to Aminthe and Quennell, the stars of the day. She then cast her warm gaze around the group, trying to catch each and everyone’s eye and offer a smile.

When her gaze drifted to Chacal, her brows raised a little when she saw the telltale roundness of the leader’s belly. When had that happened? A delighted smile stole over her face and she waved a paw, wishing she had more time to speak to the other young woman. They would have to convene some other time.

For now, she must return to her trio. Meerkat dipped her head and retreated, already looking forward to the day in a few weeks’ time when she would lead them back here.