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mother.
    Kebero had spent quite a bit of time upstairs
alone.
    "Come with me, Mhumhi," said Kutta,
shouldering him out of the bedroom and away from his thoughts. She
pawed open the door to the room at the end of the short hallway. It
was a bathroom, with a knocked-over toilet revealing a gaping hole
in the floor. Mhumhi hopped up to the sink, batting at the
encrusted gray knob until a thin stream of water reluctantly came
forth. It tasted like alkali as he lapped at it.
    When he had finished he fell back on all
fours, licking his lips, and Kutta hopped up to push the knob back
down.
    "Honestly, Mhumhi, you need to remember to
turn it off, else it'll crust shut like the one in the
kitchen!"
    Mhumhi smiled and blinked at her.
    "Listen to me now," said Kutta, mouthing his
ear. "If we have Bii, this means none of us'll have stay behind and
watch Keb anymore."
    "But Bii's so little," Mhumhi pointed out,
wagging his tail.
    "So what? Keb likes him already, and you can
tell he knows what he's doing. I wonder what happened to his
puppies?" Kutta's brow wrinkled.
    "I wonder why Sacha agreed to let him stay?"
Mhumhi offered, as long as they were posing questions they couldn't
answer.
    Kutta gave a dismissive huff. "She did,
anyway. I hope she doesn't change her mind. With his extra meat, we
should be able to…" She licked her lips. "Mhumhi, tomorrow, I want
to show you something. But you must keep it a secret, all
right?"
    "Show me what secret?" Mhumhi asked, tilting
his head.
    "I mean it, you've got to keep it a secret-
and- and I think it's better if I show you, rather than tell
you."
    Mhumhi put his ears forward, intrigued. "Does
it have to do with Mother, Kutta?"
    There was a strange look in her yellow eyes
for a moment, then she said, "Well- yes- it does have something to
do with her."
    "Oh!" said Mhumhi, bouncing on his forepaws.
"Are we going to go to Big Park to look for her?"
    Kutta looked away, bushy tail curling
slightly around her haunch. "No… not that. But I suppose we ought
to go there, eventually."
    "Of course we ought to! She might be hurt,
and waiting for us!"
    "Mhumhi…" Kutta seemed to decide against
saying what she'd been about to say. "Yes, we'll go look there
soon. But this is important too."
    "Well, if it has to do with Mother," Mhumhi
said happily, though he noticed that Kutta gave a kind of anxious
twitch when he said it.
    "Yes," she said, licking his forehead.
"Tomorrow, we'll go together. But don't say a word to Sacha about
it."
    "I won't!" said Mhumhi, excited in spite of
himself. Tomorrow he'd be one step closer to his mother. No-
perhaps they would find her tomorrow, perhaps she'd be all right,
and she'd come home and meet Bii! She'd like him, he knew it. And
Kebero would be so happy to see her again… he'd been so melancholy
lately… yes, if she came back, everything would be so much better,
and he was sure even Sacha would be pleased.
    With these thoughts cheering him, he followed
Kutta back into the bedroom with a spring in his step. Bii and
Kebero were asleep on the bed, Bii curled up with his nose tucked
snugly in his tail, Kebero sprawled at his side, snoring softly.
Sacha was there as well, using her forepaws to dig into one of the
flat, ruined pillows. She glanced up when they approached and
yawned hugely.
    "Looking at them has made me tired," she
said, rolling her eyes towards Bii and Kebero. "It's been a strange
day."
    Mhumhi could agree with that sentiment. He
overtook Kutta and hopped up onto the bed himself, licking Sacha's
cross bear's face before curling up on the edge of her pillow.
Kebero opened his eyes and then jumped when Kutta joined them,
squeezing beside Mhumhi so that her other side was solidly in
contact with both of them.
    There was a great deal of creaking as the
four of them re-situated themselves, tucking in their limbs where
they could. Mhumhi yawned and laid his head next to Kutta's, Sacha
a warm knot against his shoulder blades.
    Tomorrow, he thought again, tomorrow