Sun Mote Copse i'm the pretender, i'm not what i'm supposed to be

was she following, or was meerkat just playing a game? arcturus stole a look back to towhee as if to confirm -- only to hear the telldale dash of a rogue child sprinting ahead.

bounding after her, arcturus looked for things along their path that might pique her interest and serve as a teaching moment. after scanning some trees, ferns, and rocks, his gaze lit on a sapling with a bent stalk. the fresh lime-green of the sapling's exposed flesh was still visible; something had passed through recently, and broken the fragile twigs.

"oooh!" arcturus' voice was somewhat affected - just so meerkat knew what he was looking at was really interesting. he hunched down and inspected the broken limb shrewdly and pointedly, waiting for meerkat to come to her own conclusion of what he was looking at, and why.