Bramblepoint Burnt out from a joyride

"You wish," came the reply, which was something Niamh would say, though that certainly wasn't her voice. Meerkat blinked and moved closer, brown eyes openly studying the other young she-wolf. Meerkat felt quite certain they'd never met, though there was a strong sense of familiarity that intrigued her.

Before she could analyze it too much, a wild Fig appeared. Meerkat's eyes cut to her older brother, widening a fraction as she took in his disheveled appearance. "What're—" she began to ask, when his loud, "Ohh, crap!" cut across her. His voice went to another register entirely as he spoke a name Meerkat recognized, even if she didn't know the wolf herself.

Nellie made a joke in reply as Meerkat's gaze shifted back to her with a sudden look of understanding. "Nellie!?" she echoed Fig, her voice infused with all the warmth reserved for loved ones. Just because they hadn't met didn't mean anything. She was still family! "Hi! I'm Meerkat, your..." Well, Nellie was Niamh's daughter and Bronco's sister but she wasn't really sure what that made them. As usual when it came to her twisty family tree, Meerkat made a joke. "...brother from another mother!"