Wapun Meadow it isn't about the stuff

Dis baby keeps trying to eat my activity and brain both, here, sorry!  >.<  So slow, I know

A decidedly skeptical look flashed across her face at Charles's I get that, though Brou didn't so much as glance back at him in the process, which left it an open question whether the kid actually saw or not. Brou rather doubted it—doubted he had seen it, and even more strongly doubted that he "got it" in any real sense. Charles seemed way too oblivious and inept to appreciate the nuances of a situation like hers, on the whole, though on some level Brou appreciated the attempts at sympathy anyhow.

The irony that she herself failed to appreciate, of course, was that while she was busy dwelling on the deep obliviousness of Charles in her mind she managed to completely miss his own tailtwitch of obvious discomfort. Go figure.

She did pay a lot closer attention to his entry into the water, though. She and her snippy teeth were somewhat mollified by the speeding up of his pawsteps, and she stepped up her own pace immediately to match. Hot on his heels, she halted quite abruptly at the whooshing brook's edge: she didn't wanna go in there; that water was cold this time of year! She hovered there with a beady eagle eye pinned to Charles's form, however, followed by an impatient Hurry up, you, accompanied by another warning nip when the boy hesitated after the chilly stream struck his toes.

It didn't take very long at all in reality for Charles to wade in fully, and even to settle his rump down into the gurgling waters. Brou watched this approvingly but even so could
not help but bossily intrude once more, brisk and businesslike: Right, now you gotta get in there and scrub your butt against those rocks. That'll help keep you from freezing there too. Which was more than a bit exaggerated, sure, given that it was not in fact the dead of midwinter, but Brouhaha figured it helped to emphatically get her point across. And made her sound more authoritative to boot. Right? Right. She squinted haughtily at Charles to make sure he was following her instructions to the letter.