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Well...They weren't quiet, but they were happy. So Niamh was content to rest her head upon her long forelegs and let the girls chase each other around, though she was fully prepared for one of them to have a magnificent whipe-out and go tumbling into her. It didn't happen, though- and she;d kept one eye open just in case she needed to catch one of the kids again- but Meerkat would break from the whirling circle and start sniffing. Niamh lifted her head just a moment after Towhee picked her up, and she couldn't help but utter a quiet groan when the stink wafted into the den. Yes, Niamh was a mother, and yes, she knew that runny poos happened- but it didn't mean she enjoyed it. "You- stay here," She said, and moved toward the entrance to try and block her kid inside- if she slipped past, Niamh dreaded that she would likely careen right into the dirt-covered mess. 

One poopy kid was more than enough. 

-Later,- She signed hastily as Towhee waved goodbye, and sighed. The smell still hung about the den, making Niamh's nose wrinkle. "Yick. Stink," She said, with a soft chuckle. "Stink stink stink," She repeated to herself, and looked down at her daughter reaching out to try and boop her snoot with a touch of her own. "Stink." She would exit the den, having given Towhee some time to depart, and continue covering up the mess with dirt, grass, and anything she could find that would get rid of the smell.