Duskfire Glacier There are times that walk from you.

She returned from answering a call of nature to find Wayfarer destroying a stick. Meerkat bit at her lip as she drifted a little closer, careful not to infringe on the pup's personal space. She had been quite emotional since her mother's departure and the yearling was killing two birds with one stone as far as her counselor trade went when it came to this little one.

Concerned that Wayfarer might break a tooth or injure her gums, Meerkat quietly called out, "Hey, Wayfarer, you wanna practice on a moving target? Wanna spar?"