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Phox's face loomed, dark and still, as he simply gazed at her in wonder. Meerkat stared right back, loosing a tiny squeak every now and again as if to give expression to the the indescribable feelings swirling in the beat of her young heart as she beheld her father for the very first time. With muzzy eyes, she looked and looked, memorizing features she would never forget.

When she finally broke the stillness (and staring match), it was to shuffle forward and touch noses with him. The soft press of damp, leathery flesh was utterly familiar, as was the velveteen grizzle of his snout. She lost her new sense altogether as she pressed her head closer to his, though she didn't even notice as she made a happy purring noise and buried her face in the plush give of his lip.