Luneshale Pass rhyme dust

She hadn’t gotten very far the other day before being waylaid by a stranger. Determined to make the most of her new free time today, Meerkat set out at dawn, headed south this time. She walked past Lake Rodney as far as the fen, enjoying a meander through the enchanted wetland.

The day was still young by the time she grew bored and decided to turn east, loping through the ghostly wood and across the meadow beyond it. Meerkat thought she might pick some wildflowers to bring back to the girls. For now, she continued toward the pass ahead, planning to grab a bouquet on her way back home.

The vegetation gave way to scrub as Meerkat made her way toward the doddering river. There she paused to get a drink and soak her paws, which ached after so much walking in a way that brought a contented smile to her lips.