Sun Mote Copse What up, I'm Jared, I'm 19, and I never f*cking learned how to read

Quetzal made a rudimentary attempt to mimic her and Meerkat began to laugh in earnest. -"YEAH! BABY TOOTS!"- she hollered. She was definitely a fan of potty humor. -"BABY POO—!"- she exclaimed with her very next breath, cut off when the baby reared, half her weight coming to rest on the spot just behind Meerkat's shoulder blades.

The sandy pup twisted her head to get a better look at her cousling, cackling as Quetzal tried to snatch at Towhee's underside. -"GEDDIT!"- Meerkat cheered, a truly supportive big sister.

That lasted all of two seconds, as Towhee sidestepped out of Quetzal's range. Although happy to be her little sister's stepladder for as long as necessary, there was really no point now. So Meerkat turned her head again and snuffled in the direction of Quetzal's armpit, hoping to tickle her into play.