Firefly Glen all we ever do.

Fig shook his head at Meerkat's ramblings, amused. He'd always known that once she mastered speech, she'd be just as energetic with it as she was in all things. He did wonder for a moment about the being from the same mother comment, but she was off on the next before he could really say anything. It didn't much matter anyway--he didn't really feel the need to explain his true origins to her. Let Towhee do that one day.

By the time they reached Osiris, Fig had learned quite a few things. Most importantly, though, was that his little sister was incapable of running out of oxygen. It was a good quality to have in a tour guide as he was pretty sure there wasn't a thing she'd left out. He'd commented and questioned here and there, but otherwise sat back to enjoy the show.

He was honestly interested in all she shared with him, having never been part of a different pack before. He'd been so young when they'd moved from the plateau to the strath. Going to the copse after all that had been more of a family reunion that joining a new pack. He'd rarely ever had to interact with complete strangers before. He was impressed with Meerkat's ability to join this one and to integrate herself so wholly and quickly.

He kept comments like those to himself, though. They were for Towhee when he got home. For now, he focused his attention on the glen's alpha as they stepped towards him and made their greetings. Fig shifted his posture to show deference while remaining casual to fit the nature of the situation. He nodded his head politely, holding his own greeting and gratitude as Osiris gave the responsibility of introductions to Meerkat. Ambassador Meerkat, to be exact. Fig smiled. It fit.