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Mereo! he exclaims as soon as she mentions it. Clearing his throat and calming himself, Bushtit adds, My mom’s told me a lot about the pack. We’ve visited the canyon a few times too. I like staying in her old barracks, mostly because I can tell she feels at peace there. He pauses, then admits, I don’t remember a lot about your dad, other than his name. Mom might’ve called him stodgy or something. Is that even a word?

He laughs, a warmth in his eyes as he thinks about her. Even when she’s close by, part of him always misses his mom. He wonders if Livi knows her well. Surely, she knows her some. They’re pack mates, after all.

Towhee’s my mom. I’m assuming you’ve met? he asks as he closes the short distance between them and flops down on the ground beside her.