Sun Mote Copse Starchaser

Truthfully, Meerkat resisted his suggestion at first. Using some of the terms they’d picked up in Moonspear felt like a wonderful way to pay homage to that era of their lives. But when Njord elaborated, she found herself pulled. The word he wanted to use came from his mother tongue, it seemed. That filled her with a sense of rightness so absolute, she could never suggest otherwise.

Go inside, she urged at her husband’s question. It’s large enough that an entire pack could live here together, she repeated as he ventured forth to see for himself. And that reminds me of the Hobbit Hole, back on the caldera, she mused, lapsing into a thoughtful silence.

While she gave Njord a chance to explore the interior, Meerkat loitered outside, thinking. They had an opportunity to establish pack customs all their own. What if they didn’t just change the term but the entire approach? She nibbled at her lower lip, wondering what she thought of her idea as she prepared to share it aloud.

We could always invite the pack to live here in The Taigh together, she said eventually. I think I’d still want to find a whelping den to give birth but then we could move them here after a week or two, raise them in properly communal way… Meerkat thought aloud, seeking to capture her husband’s gaze. It’s just an idea, though. What do you think?