Moonspear snake pit poetry

When Penn mentioned how long he’d known Fennec, another piece of that memory resurfaced from the deeps of her mind. He was a Blackthorn. They’d met at Brecheliant, if memory served. That explained why she hadn’t known him better herself, even though Meerkat knew the Redhawks and Blackthorns had always been tightly interwoven.

Me too, Meerkat said, even though she’d technically met him as an infant. He seems very sweet. If you just met him, does that mean you were… away? she guessed. I’m glad she has you now, in any case. I know she’s been through a lot of bullshit lately. Her words, Meerkat mused, lips pursing a bit.