Moonspear snake pit poetry

Her skin flushed a little at Penn’s comment. Point taken, she thought. She only meant well and it bothered Meerkat that she couldn’t seem to do anything right when it came to Fennec, though she knew she needed to note and respect the boundaries around her sister. It was difficult, though she must leave the ball in Fen’s court.

Understood, she said simply, forcing a smile despite her chagrin. Well, I won’t keep you from your meal much longer, Meerkat continued, looking at the dead raccoon heaped at his feet, but I’d love to invite you to stop my family’s ulaq sometime if you like, Penn, assuming you don’t mind being mauled by babies.