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The pup's nostrils widened as the scent of ozone permeated the air, the fur along her back raising. She continued staring at the sky in wonder, waiting for the pulse to come again, and didn't notice her mother striding toward the two of them. She jumped a little when Towhee's gruff voice spoke on her deaf side.

-"IT'S,"- Meerkat gasped, -"SOOO COOOOOL!!! DID YOU SEE IT? DID YOU HEAR IT?"- the youngster asked, rump wiggling.

It was a teachable moment, though with the threat of a storm literally looming over their heads, Towhee saved it for later. -"Why don't you two come over here, beneath this tree, and huddle with me?"- she invited, making sure to include Weejay with a glance. -"C'mon. Last one there's a ballsack full of puke!"-

Meerkat shrieked a laugh in response to that, then zoomed toward the indicated tree across the rendezvous site. Once she reached it, she rapidly swiveled to see whether Towhee or Weejay was scrotal vomit.