Sun Mote Copse here's the situation--i kinda kicked your dog into the sun.

Her daughter made an excellent attempt at the travellers stretch, but decided to take some creative liberties and make some modest alterations to the procedure. Fin smiled as the little girl stumbled from shaking so vigorously, then gave an approving nod when she saw Sugar's eyes search for hers. "Diggitty dig dig in-diggitty-deed!" she agreed brightly before setting off with her daughter (presumably) in tow.

They didn't really go all that far from the den. Had she taken a direct route, they would've been there in about five minutes. To make it more fun and exciting, however, Fin took the pup on a twisty, turny, backwards and forwards journey, using the trees and brush and rocks and such that littered the forest floor to make it seem as though they'd travelled through a whole labyrinth. When at last they arrived to the little clearing. There was nothing at all remarkable about it, but Fin suspected there didn't really need to be. The pups were still young enough that everything was new and exciting, so hopefully not-remarkable would be just the amount of remarkable required.

"What do you think, Small?" Fin asked, turned to her daughter with a grin.