Ghost Lion Crag Alone

The other wolf stammered out a startled apology, then said something about sharing the space. Having recovered from her own surprise, Meerkat glanced sideways at the increasingly treacherous conditions, then began squeezing into the small space beside the stranger.

I don’t mind sharing, either, she said as she settled down beside the other woman, their sides pressed closer together. It’s probably good to stick close together for warmth, although maybe it would be less awkward if we weren’t complete strangers, she quipped. I’m Meerkat.