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The giggle from the little girl was perhaps the best medicine Meadow had ever received. Her heart felt warmer with Zosime tucked neatly between her paws, the two exchanging small talk and laughter.

Honey was now a word, and Meadow felt the curl of amusement at her lip, wondering if this would get the girl off the topic of butts.

Probably not, when it didn’t elicit the same reaction from others as butts did, but… it was a start.

“What should we do?” Because they could lay around and talk about bums and puke, but it was probably far more fun to do something else. “An adventure, maybe?”


Looking over, she swept a couple of pebbles forward. Giving one to the girl. “Or should we play pebble princesses?” She nudged her pebble, pretending to bop the other pebble. "Hey you," she mimicked in her best high-strung princess voice.