Firefly Glen Copacabana

As she sang to the night skies, Meerkat wondered if they could hear her over in the copse. Towhee wouldn't, of course, but maybe the others would hear and even respond? She ran out of breath and dropped her head again, eyes popping open and a smile touching her mouth at the thought. She pricked her ears in anticipation.

Instead of the voices of the Redhawks, something rustled much nearer at hand. Her eyes flicked toward the noise, her one good ear twitching. It wasn't long before Bronco emerged from the shadows, signing silently at her. Meerkat's mouth now formed a sheepish moue as she crouched a little, nodding in acknowledgement. She noticed his wary behavior but attributed to the hunt, oblivious to the lupine figure lurking in the background.

Suddenly, another howl broke through the darkness, much too close to belong to anyone in the copse. Meerkat blinked a little owlishly at her brother as she realized that was her aunt's voice. Uh oh, was she in trouble? She stood up a little straighter, turning to face the direction of the nearby mountain, keeping her head and tail low as she waited for the Alpha to approach.