It was time for an outing. A chaperoned one, of course, but one that would be fun nevertheless. One that, if it went according to plan, would also teach some lessons. Honestly, it was mostly an exploration and tag game, and then the 'off-limits' areas. And the areas they can go unchaperoned, and the areas they can't go. Areas that would be too dangerous to go, like some of the rapids. The rapids could kill a fully grown wolf; it could kill a pup no issue.

"Rhea! Aiden! Corvus!" She called out, waiting for the ever-growing fuzzballs to come tumbling out of the den

Rhea was mad. Her flower that she dug up and finally planted outside the den the other day got destroyed before she even went to bed that night! She just knew somebody did it on purpose, cause, well that's just how it had to have happened. How else would the pretty daisies have become so mangled?

Her foul mood was apparent as she wandered to meet her mother's summons, ears flat and scowl etched on her face. Sitting attentively before Lilliana, Rhea continued looking sullen as she waited for her brothers to come flying out of the den too. She bet one of them smashed up her flowers, they might do that while they wrestled and did boy stuff. A yawn parted her tiny muzzle as she waited, trying to dispel the remaining sleepiness that was hanging over her while she sat there.

The Easter Bunny hops on by!

On her way through, she drops an egg at the paws of Lillianna.

While a pawful of descriptors could certainly be used to describe Corvus, 'morning person' was definitely not one of them. Hearing his mom calling for him and his siblings earned a low grumble as the pup rolled over, whining dramatically. He felt Rhea rouse beside her and stomp out of the day, sounding mad before he even got a chance to look at her. What was her problem? Yawning, he finally blinked his eyes open and clambered up onto all fours and crawled from their den, blinking sleep from his eyes. "What's your pro'lem, Rhea? Someone try to poop on you or something?" He mumbled grumpily, leaning over to nudge her roughly with his nose before turning to eye their mom with a million questions glimmering in his sea-green gaze.

"Awwww, Rhea, why are you so sad?" the small pup - not so small - chirrupped as he trotted over to his sister, and then leaned up and draped his paws over her and wiggled against her a bit to shake her. "Don't be sad, that's no fun!" And, in an attempt to make her smile, he leaned forward and tried to huff in her ear. That stuff ALWAYS tickled - it had to make her laugh, right?

Only then did he turn his attention to his momma. Why had she called them here? Was it an outing? Was it learning? Did one of them do something wrong? Nahh, it wasn't that last option, but it could have been. He doubted it, though. It'd have to be suuuuper severe to call a meeting like this and then she wouldn't look this happy, watching them with a small smile and clear amusement. "What are we doing, mum?" he asked.