Sun Mote Copse Dance of the sugar plum fairy.

Penn grinned eagerly, ready to learn how to do that thing and to try it again--even if it meant he would be flipped and slammed into the ground a few times in the process. He was intrigued by her comments about "the fancy stuff", though she didn't elaborate and instead excused herself. He frowned a little, but didn't protest other than to roll his eyes at the idea of fetching anything for his sister. He got over it quickly though and stood, shaking his coat off with a jolly wag of his tail.

"Ima hold you to that!" he called as he walked away, completely overlooking the fact that Towhee would never hear him. He liked hunting well enough to play along, and he did like the idea of collecting some fancy moves for his repertoire. They would probably come in handy for future shenanigans, after all.