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Well, Towhee Jr only needed to look to their mother or even their sister to see solid evidence of success in the face of a disability. Meerkat didn’t say that outright, understanding that her younger sister needed to prove it to herself and for herself.

-“Yes, of course,” she replied easily. -“Our style is a bit on the softer side, which I of course think has a lot of merits. I picture you more like mom in a leadership role, but maybe I’m wrong. If I’m not wrong, though, there are probably things you can teach me too. We can learn from each other.”-

The little boy began to fuss now. Meerkat gave him a few soothing licks, though when he didn’t settle, she shifted to cradle the bairn in her forelegs. She tipped him onto his back and patted his bottom from a slightly awkward angle. This seemed to do the trick, as he went boneless in her arms.

Too late, Meerkat realized this meant she couldn’t sign now. She smiled apologetically at Jr, mouthing, “Sorry!”