Dragoncrest Cliffs shaped by clearest blue

The skies were clear and expansively blue this afternoon, the sun radiating a pleasant warmth on the wilderness below. Meerkat would’ve said it was the perfect day, except for the wind. When she stepped outside for a break after lunching and resting, it nearly knocked her off her feet. She let out a huff of surprised laughter as it tugged her fur into whorls. She swiveled to face into it, her ears flattening to her skull. It died down after a moment, only to press in again, smelling of flowers and sea salt. It stole the breath right out of her mouth but she grinned anyway.

She felt rather tousled when she stepped back inside the den a few moments later and likely looked the part too. Huffing quietly, the young mother tiptoed toward her sleeping puppies and, with practiced ease, slipped to the earthen floor to curl around them. Meerkat resisted the temptation to nuzzle them, lest she wake them. They were growing so fast, they needed their sleep. She would just admire them in the blue dim of the den, tucking her feet up under her chest and smiling softly.

Pour @Mercy, although anyone is welcome.