Sun Mote Copse “Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.” —Winnie the Pooh

I feel like it's been too long ICly since Niamh and Meerkat had a thread together.

While it had meant competing briefly with a coyote over his kill, Niamh ended up finding herself a meal at the other canine's expense when she found him trotting too close to the borders with a large jackrabbit dangling from his mouth. The coyote was a good-looking creature, and in good health- but could not outrun the long-legged wolf when she decided to both chase him off and rob him of his brunch. The scoundrel dropped the rabbit and continued to flee, but Niamh wasn't a forgiving creature, and needed a punching bag in order to tame her inner fury so she pursued him until she finally bowled him over. Given the fact she wanted to get back to the surrendered jackrabbit as soon as possible- before another opportunist could snatch it- she simply gave the coyote a few snaps as a warning and huffed as he ran off, tail between his legs. Normally, she would've killed a coyote- but she wanted her brunch. 

She carried the jackrabbit back to the Rendez-vous site, and caught sight of the two pale children nestled together. She was aware that Meerkat was grounded, but she didn't figure that meant that she wasn't allowed to enjoy some time with her little brother who seemed to enjoy her company. Meerkat was just enough older that she was a bit more quiet and empathetic than perhaps his littermates- and the boy seemed so quiet and sullen that Niamh herself had a difficult time connecting with him. 

She gave the two a nod, and flopped down onto the ground in the middle of the clearing so the sun could warm her back as she began de-fluffing the jackrabbit.