Dragoncrest Cliffs We know the way

Arlo’s eyes widen when Wildfire decides not to be part of the hunt. He’s going out there to embarrass himself now with an audience. Ears droop against his head as he turns away from her and to Robin and then out to the flock before them. With a quick inhale and holding of his breath, he releases forcefully and begins to trot down the hill. He debates between honesty and winging it before he glances down at the boy, expectant to learn something from him when he barely had a grapple of an idea.
 
“I… don’t know what I’m doing so we’re just gonna go in snapping, okay?” he offers. If anything, it’ll give them a little excitement.