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Before Meerkat could process her Neema's words, much less obey them, there was a small, babbling face pressing in on her own. Her tail sped up so much it cracked audibly against the den's doorway as she sniffed noses with her smaller cousling. Her right ear twitched in response to Quetzal's shout, though it didn't perturb her. Loud was not a concept she might ever comprehend.

A joyous little noise escaped her as Meerkat shuffled further indoors to get closer to Quetzal, nose skimming that little body from head to rear end as she pushed onto all fours again to loom over the smaller pup. After giving the baby's bottom a good sniff, she snorted loudly and withdrew slightly, still beaming like the sun itself.