Sun Mote Copse The scene is dead.

Fig smiled at her comments about Bronco and Nellie. It was apparent that she didn't know Nellie as well, but that didn't surprise him. She was more reclusive it seemed than her boisterous brother. For his part, he liked them both. Though while it was very easy for him to think of Bronco as a brother, it was rather harder to think of Nellie and think sister...

He wouldn't dwell on that, though. He dipped his muzzle humbly as she spoke of his role in Meerkat's life, his tail wagging to show how her words pleased him. He wanted to be someone for his little sister to look up to--for all of them. He didn't really know how to be that for them, so it was gratifying to know that whatever he was doing naturally was good enough.

Fig looked Towhee's way when she spoke of the little wanker. He smiled, but glanced ahead along the path they'd been walking. There were still a couple of miles to go and he simply wasn't one to leave a job unfinished. "I'll finish this round," he answered, "But I'll come by when I'm done?"