Sun Mote Copse who’s afraid of little old me?

Otter didn't have much time to ruminate over Towhee's statement—what were pants?—as many ants were crawling up her legs. There wasn't much room for anything else in her train of thought could handle; she was overwhelmed, scared, and unsure of what to do in her current predicament. Thankfully, a lifeline was given in the form of her grandmother's suggestion to stop, drop, and roll.

She fell to the ground quickly and began to roll, taking out the entire ant hill as she rolled over it. She continued this for a few more moments until she decided it wouldn't work. When that occurred, she sprang onto all fours and began to bolt back towards the communal den.

MAWMEE! she screeched. MAWMEEEE HEEP! Meerkat always knew what to do.