Moonspear Riots on the TV

Sialuk theorized about the man’s peculiar behavior. Meerkat had many things on her mind these days and couldn’t spend too much time dwelling on a stranger. She could only offer another roll of her shoulders, a quizzical shake of her head.

Her friend’s quip earned a huff from Meerkat that wasn’t quite laughter, though there was an amused twist to the corner of her mouth now. She was probably Moonspear’s least threatening member, especially with her swollen midsection.

It was almost as if he didn’t want to talk to me simply because I wasn’t the governor here, Meerkat mused, thinking back on his formal speech.