Firefly Glen all we ever do.

"Well, yeah," Fig replied with a smile, "That's part of the dorky brother requirement. It helps for keeping little fiends in line."

He waited patient while Meerkat called for her alpha, wondering how long it might take. Apparently, not long. He'd no sooner parted his mouth to ask her to show her guardian skills when an answer came back--a polite and welcoming one. He gave Meerkat a pleased look, then paused to listen as more was added. Once again, Fig was startled by the attention the leaders of the Moonspear Collaborative were sparing him. Were they just super friendly, or was Towhee way more popular over here than he thought? It certainly couldn't have had anything to do with him.

"Looks like I'm going to get the opportunity to embarrass you in front of him," Fig commented. He looked at Meerkat, wagging his tail. "Lead the way, little Shoes?" he asked, intentionally choosing the silliest of the nicknames he'd given her as a child.