Dragoncrest Cliffs I think I left my conscience on your front doorstep

The tickling would do the trick; Aminthe was overcome with giggles at the playful brush to her side, causing her to let go of Meerkat's arm. There was soft talking but she really didn't know what was being said; she just liked the sound of her voice. 

Then the nice lady was standing and motioning to her to follow—that she could understand. Aminthe stood on wobbly legs and toddled over, looking up at Meerkat expectantly when she reached her.