Moonspear Work hard and be nice.

He made a choking noise in response, though Meerkat supposed that had more to do with the rat he'd just inhaled and not her offer specifically. Once he could speak, he told her she could scout girls for him. Her face split into a wide grin at that word. It would almost be like another trade, in a way.

"Okay!" she chirped in reply. "And I'll make sure they're good enough for you," she added lightly before polishing off her own rat with a few more chomps. It was good to get food in her belly after the day's adventures.

On that note, having a full stomach made her drowsy. She was nearly dry now, comfortable in this stony, sparkly shelter. Meerkat shot her older brother a sleepy smile, then let her head drift to the floor. She let out a contented sigh, stirring up some specks of mica that glittered in the air, her eyelids growing heavy... drooping... shutting.