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Niamh huffed, happy now that her friend wasn't just sitting outside like a regal, but lonely sphynx, guarding the wolves inside the den. It was darker now, but her eyes were well enough adapted to darkness that she could still see the kids who were probably surprised by the change in their plans- and how much harder it would be for them to see. She knew things would get very loud,  very soon if the kids weren't entertained, though she was content to see if Quetzal and Meerkat could just play together, without needing their parents to guide their playtime. She looked at Towhee, quietly, and smiled. This was nice; this was how their family was meant to be.