Moonspear snake pit poetry

He tried to talk around the raccoon again, earning another huff of laughter and an arched brow from Meerkat. Taking his cue, Penn set down his catch and continued his thought, his speech perfectly understandable now. And his words certainly jogged a memory…

Oh, she said softly when it finally clicked. I ran into you when I was looking for Atlas. I can barely remember anything that was said, I was half out of my mind with exhaustion and fear at the time. But you tried to help me, I think…

The memory was still a little sad, though Meerkat was so far removed from that era of her life at this point, it was like looking back on someone else’s life. She tipped her head, trying to recall more details, before shaking it and deciding she would rather not dwell on bygone tragedies.

In any case, it’s nice to run into you again, Penn. You came here with my sister and nephew, didn’t you? How do you know them? Meerkat wondered, eyes bright with curiosity.