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Ma! Killer hollered, emerging from the shadows to barrel headlong into Fennec.

He had grown, and he was saying more words. No more just "butts" and shit (literally "shit," THANKS GRANDMA) but actual, non-profane words. He definitely had "Ma" down, and Oh-ee was slowly morphing to the more phonetically accurate "Towhee."

"Caracal" he'd heard once or twice, and once the tawny pup came into view, he pounced upon the older boy with a slurred CACKLE!

He would not settle down until his mother called the group to attention, rolling happily in the dust with his best bud.