Dragoncrest Cliffs Alfonsino

He coaxed her to eat her fill. Meerkat bobbed her head acquiescently and continued delicately nibbling at the tender flesh. There was nothing quite like fresh fish. It was as tasty as it was filling. Even when the savory flavor of it sharpened her appetite, Meerkat could only finish about half of it before she started feeling full.

All done, she declared, a small sound somewhere between a burp and a hiccup escaping her. Meerkat laughed as she added, My compliments to the chef, and balled one paw to press to the tip of her snout to stifle any further unladylike noises.

After a moment, she put her paw back down on the smooth stone and let out a small sigh. It was a noise of contentment, mostly. She licked the last crumbs of her meal from her chops and shot Swordfish a look of utmost fondness before stretching out with a little groan. She thought it was probably pretty clear that a nap was in order after such a hearty meal.

Thank you, Fish, Meerkat murmured to her son, hoping he would stay but leaving it up to him as her eyes slowly drifted shut.