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-"She just ate,"- Towhee said to Bronco even as Meerkat bent her head down to sniff at the carcass. It didn't resemble her usual fare (milk and pre-chewed meat), yet it certainly smelled delicious. Her nose crinkled when a feather tickled her nostril, prompting a soft sneeze.

Their guest was saying something, so Meerkat turned her attention to him. "BIRB!" she exclaimed, quite pleased with herself when it came out sounding almost exactly right. She licked her lips, then tried saying it and signing it at the same time. Her sign was almost spot on, only a tad clumsy, just like her tongue.

A shadow fell over her and Meerkat tipped her head back and smiled upside down at her mother. -"Meerkat, this is Bronco,"- Towhee said, pausing and glancing at the young male before adding, -"He's your older brother, like Fig."-

"FIG!" Meerkat chirped. Apparently, her volume dial was stuck on max.