Dragoncrest Cliffs try to catch my breath as i gain my composure

Are you implying I’m a witch? Meerkat jested, throwing an elbow at him. Because you’d be right, she added in the next breath, smiling as she faced the incoming storm. I’m a proud sea witch these days.

Moments later, a curtain of gray rain billowed inland to drench the pair. Meerkat closed her eyes and leaned into it, the winding picking up and causing the rain to slant. It sort of stung the skin and she reflexively bent forward a bit, a paw coming up to drape protectively over her belly.

It wasn’t long before the first gale tapered into a steady rainfall, complemented every minute or two by a clap of thunder. There wasn’t much lightning, though when Meerkat cracked open an eye, she was treated to a light show out over the sea.

Belatedly, she realized, Oh no, Loko, your collection is going to wash away!

There was nothing for it but to wait out the rainstorm. And when it passed just as quickly as its predecessor, Meerkat was quietly thrilled to discover she was wrong. Or perhaps the sea had simply spared the small pile, which the two of them began to sort through, separating out several beautiful treasures.