Sun Mote Copse I build 'em up too high just to watch them fall down

She could hear voices in the distance, heading this way: Njord’s unmistakable brogue, complemented by her children’s higher-pitched giggles. She was pretty sure she also heard Towhee’s toneless voice interspersed in there. Meerkat smiled, though she was a little sorry this conversation with her sister was coming to a close what felt like so soon.

I do have one more question, though you don’t have to answer right this minute if you need some time to think on it. But I was wondering if there’s anything I can do to facilitate communication between Skip and mom, Jr too. I know mom knows how to handle herself, I just want to make sure I’m doing everything I can to consider everyone’s different methods of communication. I don’t just want Skip to be accommodated, I want him to be accommodating too. Does that make sense?