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The stranger promptly turned the accusation back on her and Meerkat made a noise halfway between a giggle and a scoff. When the she-wolf remarked about the smell, the child inhaled deeply. She generally enjoyed the smell of her own farts. But she hadn't farted, of course, so there was no smell.

She swatted a playfully indignant paw in the adult's direction when another, louder bit of thunder rumbled. Meerkat froze, cocking her good ear skyward, and then gasped audibly at a streak of lightning along the horizon. It was a pulse of light like the fireflies' but the sheer breadth of it amazed the youngster.