Moonspear twelve carat toothache

Keen offered to share her immediately previous pack’s history. Meerkat nodded encouragingly and settled in to listen. Although she took a few bites of breakfast every now and again, her attention remained fixed on her pack mate as she told the tale.

It began with a compelling romance arc, then along came a twist. Meerkat frowned slightly as she chewed. Forbidden love and elopement were the stuff of fairy tales but the talk of famine and death reminded her that this was a true story. Reality was gritty.

It gets kind of sad after that? Meerkat repeated with a note of incredulity, wondering just how much darker it could get. If you want to share it, I’ll listen, though I also understand if you’d rather not dredge up what must be more traumatic memories for you.