Sun Mote Copse i'm the pretender, i'm not what i'm supposed to be

just when he thought things were quiet..

drawn by the noise behind him, arcturus turned from his path and peered into the sunny weald. he saw towhee's ardent figure first -- followed by the bounding form of her whelp who, in that moment, seemed admirably leashed to towhee's side.

arcturus marveled, a smile timidly on his muzzle as he waited for towhee's go-ahead. once meerkat was unleashed upon him he stretched into a playbow, tail fanning above his haunches as he replied: "do you?" he feigned as if this was news to him, placing a paw on his chin as he carefully thought: "oh yes -- you're the fierce border patrol, aren't you?"