Where Oh Where

He would eye her, amusement glittering in his eyes. He knew what she was trying to do, distract him with sisterly affection from the scent of the male that still clung to her pelt. Yeah, right. There was no way he wasn't going to ask or remember. Still, he'd let her, until she would answer him. He would nod in agreement - it was indeed pretty muddy there, though it seemed most areas were muddy and flooded this spring. Perhaps not so much in the summer, but he would let her decide as he had said. She would decide swiftly, and he'd smile. Keep going, eh? He could do that. "Alright. That'd be fun. Where do you want to go next?" He had sort of decided up to that point; why not let her take control for a time, let her do as she wished? Well, under his watch, anyways.