Sun Mote Copse a stick, a stone; it's the end of the road

It was jarring to deliver the news, so Meerkat couldn’t imagine how he must feel receiving it. When Killdeer refuted it, she did not say anything at first. She gave him a moment to work it out with himself, though he insisted Caracal was too young and healthy to be dead.

He was way too young, she agreed, her own heart aching. I can tell you what I know, though I think mom would do a better job of explaining. She was with him, when he passed, Meerkat said. Come with me, let’s find her, she softly suggested, though she did not move, giving Killdeer another moment if he needed it.