Sun Mote Copse Plasma storm.

Soon the two of them were more or less settled under the cover of the trees, though Towhee motioned Bronco closer. They could stay warmer this way and the proximity would aid communication despite the inclement weather. Speaking of which, she peeked at the sliver of sky above the rendezvous site, just waiting for those ominously gray clouds to let loose any minute now.

Withdrawing, her orange gaze returned to her companion, catching his response. -"Maybe that would help: going around and picking fights. It could desensitize you,"- Towhee quipped with a little grin. -"Just kill so many peetple*, you become completely numb to it. Problem solved."- She playfully shoved at his shoulder before circling in the tight space and settling in a prone position on the ground. Might as well get comfortable while they waited out the storm.

Motioning for him to do the same, Towhee was thinking of what to say next when two things happened in quick succession: a pale whirlwind joined them in their little thicket, a heartbeat before the deluge started. Meerkat somehow maneuvered into the space between her mother and Bronco without jostling either one of them too badly, flopped onto her belly and grinned at each of them. Her attention quickly moved to the storm, the fascinated expression on her face lit up by a wild flash of lightning.

*My new term for "people" but in Wolfish terms. Now canon! ;)