Dawnlark Plains this isn't like swimming after you eat.

He hooped and hollered in jubilee at the show Penn put on, right up until the guy asked him if he wanted a turn. Uuuhhhhh. He hummed aloud in thought, greatly trying to distinguish in his mind whether this was a question or a challenge. Because if it was a challenge, well he couldn't really turn it down. But then again if it was just a question and he turned it down would he look like a pussy willow in front of a stranger?

He opened his maw to decree his decision but the enthusiasm in his face switched like a light when the stag turned and started barreling toward the wolf.

UUHHHHHH-! Croaked out his only exclamation in the very brief moment he had to possibly warn the wolf that he was about to be railed by a giant buck. Well, so much for that huh?