Broken Antler Fen it's a sunny and relaxing holiday

YAY! Everyone loved it! First came Maty, her sister who praised her find most casually, and then Mumble- or daddy, as she sometimes lovingly called him, whether or not he really liked it. Not very old himself, and still with all the aura and care of an aged man- giving what she assumed was a hum of approval. She danced for a moment on white paws stained darker by mud, careless as to her appearance, before setting the trophy on the moist soil before her. 

daddyyy, She whined dramatically, tail flicking impatiently. where are we going? It was a rhetorical sort of question, she knew he couldn't answer anyway, and promptly turned to Maty to complain some more. my feet are sore and i'm tired of walking. she moaned, throwing her paw against her forehead like an actress in an old movie.