Sleepy Fox Hollow west of the moon

To be lost in that hollow did not seem all that bad of an outcome. Wistfully, the boy drew his muzzle to the air and breathed in the scent of summer that was whisked by the breeze. In only a moment he noticed the shift in pace from his sister and set his sights to her. She would know his scent without fail, but he had crossed through a single source of water before having found her again. He wanted to see if she could find her way to it, at the very least. There was an active itch in his limbs and the desire to move was something he felt needed to be shared. The world their was different from what they knew. Perhaps, not much. Brave still felt that there were great things to be found. 

"You know, I feel like I saw it a while ago but it couldn't have been that long since we haven't really been apart long. Hmm... I'm sure your tracking skills are adequate," the inky young thing remarked. If she were to look at him, she would have easily caught the delighted expression that had brushed across his features. At that point, it had become a game for Brave. He had faith in her enough that he did not believe she would lead them astray. He only hoped that she was stricken with a desire to jaunt into the unknown.