It was sunrise. The day had begun. At an old abandoned burrow, a single meerkat emerges. Her soft orange eyes scan the horizon, sorrow gleaming in her orbs. Her name is Missy, and she's from the Peppers. Just yesterday, in an encounter with a jackal, she had been separated from her daughter from her oldest litter. She isn't aware that the jackal had caught her, but the thought had crossed her mind. Nonetheless, things were looking bleak for them. Although her pups were old enough to forage for the first time, they were down to only two adults, and her half-sister Hayley was due to give birth today... It was worrying. She gazed across the horizon, wondering what she should do...