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Fig turned his attention to Towhee's hair once it was pointed out to him and he chuckled softly. His heart ached with memories then, and remorse over his impending departure from Moonspear. He would miss his family, and it was moments like these that made him wonder why he was doing this. Fortunately, it wasn't too hard to remind himself of his reasons. He wouldn't recall them now, though. Sometimes it was nice to feel wistful.

"She used to do that to my hair when I was little," Fig said fondly before looking at Meerkat. He readied himself to answer her question, but before he could, a distraction appeared in the form of one of his nieces.

He smiled fondly at her as she pranced up to them, but his smile turned quickly into a surprised grimace as she began to bellow at her grandmother. He glanced over at Meerkat, his smile returning as he waited to see how she would handle this.