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Well, so much for that last thought. 

Her daughter squealed loudly at Towhee who wouldn't have heard the high-pitched voice, but surely would have seen the outrage on the little girl's face. She came by her dramatic flair honestly, Niamh thought, as she watched the two play, running in rings around the small den, knowing that at some point they'd get overstimulated and one of them would probably end up crying...But at least they were playing on their own, without needing their parents to entertain them. She was about to sign something to Towhee, but Meerkat's loop around the den went a bit wide and she ended up tripping over one of Niamh's legs, and fell right into her grasp. 

She growled playfully and wrapped her forelegs around Meerkat, nuzzling her muzzle into the fawn girl's fur before she gently redirected her back toward her playmate and gave her bottom a nudge to encourage her to return to their game. -Hooligans,- She chuffed proudly.