Broken Antler Fen it's a sunny and relaxing holiday

Mumble released a longsuffering sigh, both at the nicknames and the midlife crisis comments. He wanted to say I'm only having a midlife crisis because you girls have cut my lifespan into a third of what it would've been! but of course he couldn't. 

He was hit with the sudden desire to get all three of them spotlessly clean. The mud was highly annoying. 

The boy nudged Smudge with a soft snort. Stop complaining. It wasn't like he was feeling any better than they were, either. Sharp eyes flicked between the two and he shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. He wasn't sure where they were going either, just that they were traveling. But he felt good about this place. Maybe they were close to where they needed to be.