Northstar Vale come in from the rain

There was a call for their leaders, and Meadow considered it a moment. There remained four adults within the ranks of Epoch—two mothers, one with a sick child and the other with pups that were growing more rambunctious by the day—and then Arsenio, who had the rest of fatherhood and leader duties fall to him.

It left her to be the first to answer, and while she did not mind, she could feel the general weariness of fatigue slowly creep upon her. Later, she would try to catch a nap and perhaps a meal. For now, though—

Honeyed eyes fell upon the impressive figure at their borders, and without even having to ask, she somehow knew this was yet another Mereo soldier. They would have made a killing on a Christmas calendar for the single ladies, she was sure.

“Welcome,” she called, lithe form closing the distance between them as she gave him a quick study. “Tamar or Arsenio should be along shortly. But in case not, I didn’t want anyone to wait.”