Moonspear now make room

ready,

as he could ever be like this. an embarrassment to feel the weakness in his legs and the tremble they gave alongside meerkat's...round form.

something about it sparked guilt, but what didn't these days?

all that mattered was that first ruffle of mountain air upon his fur. the fur that was tangled and matted gently from time spent sleeping in the same place.

it was enough to inspire a soft stream of tears.