Hushed Willows in the hollow heartland

There was no immediate connection between the ailing Larkspur and tracking, not that Tambourine could see, but maybe they would eventually procure some food for her or something. In any case, he wasn't doing anything in particular and quickly nodded. "'Course!" He paused, then felt the need to add, "I'm not sure I'm that good but I can help." Hopefully his enthusiasm would make up for his lack of experience and skill.

He looked to the older boy expectantly, gray tail waving, eager to help Silas and Larkspur both. It occurred to him that maybe they wouldn't even hunt for her, that maybe her brother just needed something to do with himself and get his mind off Spur's state. In that case, Tambourine would really put in an effort to be good company.