Sun Mote Copse the halluci nation

I apologize for the redundant tags, I recycled and reworked a post. :)

Between tending @Auburn and now dwelling about her wayward son—@Swordfish is alive!—Meerkat hadn’t yet made the trip to the mountains. They can wait, she thought of their remote neighbors, trying not to feel like she was letting down @Towhee Jr.

Presently, she was too distracted to do anything particularly useful. She had spent the past day or so hashing out every detail of the Swordfish encounter with her mother. Towhee fielded her every question, no matter how redundant, but Meerkat could tell she felt terrible about the entire situation. She let her mother alone and struck out on a walk by her lonesome.

She walked up Njord’s Craigh to survey the copse, eyes drifting over the stretches of green. Perhaps because of just where she stood, her mind momentarily strayed to her husband. They were meant to be planning their vow renewal too. The thought should’ve brought her joy, though she could only linger on the pain they shared over their son.