Sun Mote Copse A dream drawn from the sheath.

Not that she would hear it, but Towhee expected the child's mouth to open in a scream. Instead, Meerkat simply stared up at her, flecks of her mother's drool clinging to her eyelashes, before breaking into a wide grin. She whooped, batted at the Regent's nearest leg, then spun and began to gambol around the open space again. Towhee snorted affectionately when Fennec appeared, drawing Meerkat like a moth to flame, before the puppy suddenly began to chase her own tail.

When the yearling came over and asked a question, Towhee's attention shifted to Fen's face. "Of course," she replied simply, noticing that Meerkat had caught her tail in the background and was now trying to devour herself like an adorable ouroboros. "What's up?" she added, keeping her focus on her elder daughter.