Lost Creek Hollow I'd left him dreaming.

"oh," he says, surprised by her sudden enthusiasm; if anything he'd been worried he was pushing her to leave too quickly, not wanting to tear her from whatever bonds she's built with their father and his pack in their time apart. guileless as he is, he doesn't think to question her reason why. ibis has always been somewhat flighty, after all--if she's ready to go, it's time for them to go. sighing, he lays his head against her neck and nods, a gentle rumble, like a purr, starting in his chest. 

"if you're ready, i'm ready," he says decisively, "i want to see the world with you." smiling, he pulls away gently and nudges her shoulder. "we can leave today -- now, if you really want -- but we should say goodbye first, okay?"