Sun Mote Copse boots on the ground i'm ready to go

She was cleaning out her bourie when Meerkat heard an unmistakable voice. Carefully backing out of the small burrow, she walked slowly toward the borders, ears pricking at the one-sided conversation. Who was Towhee talking to? Who was Towhee yelling at, rather?

No need, she announced, arriving on scene, -“I’m here.”-

Her eyes drifted from one Towhee to the other, eyebrows raised in polite inquiry. She was quite glad to see them both, though there was a distinct tension in the air. Jr looked rather chastened, she noted, eyes lingering on her younger sister.