Dragoncrest Cliffs starcrash

She felt much worse when Val immediately caught on to her frosty tone and began apologizing and offering condolences. He might not have been as involved as a member of their pack ought to be, though Meerkat should not have judged. She wasn’t sure what had gotten into her.

He offered to look in on them while she enjoyed her walk, though that was an impossibility now. She felt itchy, like her whole body was aflame, a potent cocktail of anxiety and mortification. Meerkat hoped she could one day put this to rights, though she knew now was not the right time.

Sorry, she finally managed with a shake of her head. I need to get back, Val.

She finished her previously interrupted swivel and marched back toward the den overlooking the stream, the back of her neck prickling. Val ought to stop by and check on his brother, though Meerkat dearly hoped he would have the good sense not to follow her just now.