“Ok, Tiny,” Acorn said, putting her paw on Tiny’s small and disobedient shoulder and looking her dead in the eyes. Acorn didn’t look most meerkats in the eyes when she was telling them off. If Acorn looked you in the eye, you were in big trouble. “Lately, there’s been a lot of occurrences where you’ve escaped the den. That is wrong. My den, my rules. By escaping, you’ve not only put yourself, but also numerous members of the mob in danger. You are a hazard for our mob. You might feel like you are big enough to go foraging outside, and perhaps you are. But you have just proven yourself to be an irresponsible rat. If you had asked for supervision, with your siblings, then you might receive. I would have thought being in a crocodile’s jaws would teach you enough, but clearly not.”