Sun Mote Copse jolly green

“Aye,” Seal responded grimly when Meerkat asked her first question. “I didnae even ken she lived near us! I thought they’d all still be on their island…” Seal’s voice trailed as her expression became tinged with guilt. After the news of Caracal’s death, their family ties had deteriorated and no more news of Heda’s brood arrived. “Aunt Heda, Dinah, Ava, Judah, an Malakai are still out there somewhere…” there were more cousins Seal had never met, Abel and Saint, lost as well.

These thoughts renewed Seal’s feelings about the importance of family connection. It was one of the reasons why she had traveled to the Copse. “I dinnae think Acrux is hurt too bad,” Seal postulated, “but I dinnae ken for sure. I havnae returned tae Moonspear since before the bison hunt.”

Seal pursed her lips and twisted them as she thought. “I should look for my cousins eventually,” Seal explained. “It’s what uncle Caracal would want, I think.”

Frolic and Orca burst into her mind, as well. Were they safe out there? Were they well?

Seal felt the subject was too grim so she tried to change the subject. “I want tae hear about the Copse,” she said as she placed a paw atop Meerkat’s. “I miss livin’ with you an’ Da!“ she admitted with a laugh.