Moonspear no, we don't hide when it rains now

In her tired haste, Meerkat didn’t pay enough attention to where she was stepping and stumbled over the root of a lodgepole pine. She attempted to avoid falling on her face by thrusting out her left foreleg to catch her weight, unfortunately at a strange angle. It all happened very quickly and she recovered without taking a spill, though Meerkat hissed in sharply when she realized she’d twisted her left ankle.

She stood still and raised it off the ground to gently rotate it. It hurt, though not too badly. Meerkat supposed it would feel better in a few days, if she didn’t push it. But of course, that meant she wouldn’t be able to hunt. Grimacing, the Councilor decided to continue toward the rendezvous, even if she would only be able to sit on the sidelines.

Not wishing to delay the hunters, she called out again. “Don’t wait on me!” Meerkat just hoped enough of them had gathered that they could still hunt without her. Wincing, she hopped as fast as she could.