Dragoncrest Cliffs inside the lines

arlo seemed less than thrilled to do a chore for them, but didn't argue. when he returned, she felt maybe the polite thing to do would be converse with him-- even though wildfire seemed to want to sleep. when the other mother leaned against her and closed her eyes again, the fisa looked up to arlo. "do you know what this meeting is about, hun?" she asked, honestly blanking if they had been told or not. she'd done so much sleeping and eating and absolutely nothing herb or medicine related the past few weeks that everything sort of blended together. she knew someone told her this morning, but she couldn't even remember where everyone else even was.