Cedar Sweep ambience

He didn’t really answer her question, though his vague words told her a lot. She frowned, eyes following his movements as he shifted warily. Their growing familiarity did not seem to put him at ease much.

Well, this is Cedar Sweep, she said, and the copse is due north of here. Would you like to come back there with me? You can meet my husband, Njord, and we can provide you with a proper meal, she continued, glancing at the discarded bone, and a comfortable place to rest, if you like.

Meerkat fully expected him to decline but she couldn’t just leave him here, all alone and forlorn, without at least offering. Maybe if he accepted, they could get to know one another better and he might end up staying in the copse. He would be their first official recruit, though she wouldn’t get ahead of herself.