Falls of the Hinterlands I can't find my way now

Meerkat had many questions: where to go, what to do, how did he know if he was doing it right, what if he failed? But how did he know he was failing if he didn't know what was to happen? Questions, questions... all which he had, too. Arrluk's words to her were as vague as his mother's had been to him before setting him off on his way. 

She had passed on to the spirit world, recently... Arrluk murmured, his green and blue gaze shifting as he moved from the moonbow and down as it followed the path of the falls into the water below. She lead the moon tribe of Tide, on the plateau. Maybe this one knew her?