Sun Mote Copse bedtime stories

Her father carefully answered each of her questions, though much of it went in one ear and out the other as Alyx gave chase to the firefly. "Star bug," Phox called it. Meerkat didn't move herself, her eyes dancing as she watched her little sister investigate the floating, twinkling insect.

Belatedly, she registered some of what he'd said. She brought up a paw and bumped it thoughtfully beneath her own chin as she contemplated invisible crowns. She would have to ask Wraen about it sometime. She could've asked her own mother, yet Meerkat simply didn't see the Regent in that light, even with her fancy title. She wasn't a leader, she was just mama.

It pleased her, knowing Phox thought she was already a good citizen and that she was good enough to side with Leo and monitor her younger siblings. Taking that idea seriously now, she paid more attention to Alyx's doings, silently urging the younger pup to capture the firefly. Maybe they could eat it and absorb its power.