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If anything could distract her, it was the question, “Who?” Meerkat stared at him uncertainly for a beat before recovering herself. It was odd that he didn’t know about them, though Val seemed to exist on the fringes of the pack at best.

Swordfish, my son, and Quennell, Meerkat explained, mentally tacking on, your little brother. They went traveling together and evidently crossed paths with a bear. They turned up at the borders the other day in bad shape, though I’m hopeful they’ll both make a full recovery.

Well, Quennell’s tail certainly wouldn’t grow back and Fish would likely always bear scars. But there was no reason to think they couldn’t live full and happy lives, supposing they didn’t succumb to infection or other complications.

Her lips pulled into a frown. Should she invite Val back to visit the invalids? If he didn’t know them, these weren’t the greatest circumstances to make their acquaintance. Meerkat once more felt torn, fidgeting slightly where she stood and ignoring the knot in the pit of her stomach.