Moonspear My Shangri-la, I can't forget

She opened her eyes to a new day, though Meerkat didn’t move from her sleeping place. She raised her head and blinked her eyes clear, feeling a slight lurch in her gut as she remembered she was on Moonspear. For so long, she had woken to the sights, smells and sounds of the seaside. Everything here was so different.

But this was a good thing, she reminded herself as she rose and began to stretch. She dipped forward into downward dog when a howl sounded in the distance. Meerkat blinked and straightened. She still felt a little poorly, though she decided she felt up to an investigation. Surely Sialuk would beat her there anyway.

Meerkat tiptoed away from her sleeping family members, then trotted slowly downhill toward the borderline. A stranger with a swarthy pelt and a lean build stood at the edge of Moonspear’s brand new claim. He was fussing with what looked like a skin of some kind, drawing Meerkat’s eye for a moment.

Drawing closer but still maintaining a cautious distance, she hearkened to her own mother and said, Hello, can I ask you to state your names and business?