Moonspear smallest wingless

By chance, Elentari happened to be in the area when she heard the cry. A call for help, laced with grief. Abandoning her search for sites for a ulaq of her own, she made haste. It came from the den of the expectant mother, Meerkat. A lovely woman she had yet to better acquaint herself with. 

She treaded lightly as she neared the den. Her nerves were on edge, eased slightly when she discovered Alaric had already arrived. Chuffing softly, gently, she nosed Alaric's shoulder. Outside the den mouth she hovered. "Is everything okay?" She doubted it. "What...what can we do?" She asked, sensing the delicate nature of Meerkat's circumstances.