Sun Mote Copse knock knock boys, open your brain doors.

Pox stared at his mother with a deadpan expression as she taught them their first "word". She did something funny with her head and paw as she did it, but seeing as he wasn't really getting the whole concept, it just looked weird. He huffed and looked over at Crow to see if he was into this or not. It looked like not. Maybe there was a way the two of them could bail...

Ah shit, Fin was giving him that look again. The boy fought against that instinctive pull to fall in line immediately and do as he was told and pulled on his brave boy pants to ask, "Mom, how come we have to do this?" It didn't really come out as brave and as challenging as he'd intended--it was more of a whiney pout. But still, it was a step.