Again her words graced his bat-like ears and he relished them, even more so after a light hug of her pressing him to her. His tail beat at the ground in relief though it grew still upon hearing her question the why of it all. His nose wrinkled and he slowly withdrew from her, sitting so that they were shoulder to shoulder with him angled towards her. "Isn't it s'posed to eat the rabbits and the deers?" she had asked and it made his mousy brow come down earnest thought. She even had a better question than that: "Do we eat flutterby?"

His head tilted to one side, held level once again for a few moments before he canted his head again. "Mmm..." he hummed, his lips straight across his maw for minutes until he came up with something of an intellectual reasoning. "No?" Glancing down at his paw beside hers he decided that maybe his answer would be satisfactory and grinned at her with a goofy smile. His tail had begun to move to and fro again and he gave her a rather obvious observation - "Issi nawt a fawg." - which, perhaps, by deductive reasoning meant that they didn't eat flutterbies.

"Maybe... Maybe we eat fawg?" he offered, even more resolute, slowly standing up and taking a step towards the places where the hopper had been chased off to. "Les go git it?" His tongue lolled from his mouth and his tail picked up a more enthusiastic rhythm; everything about his body language wanting his sister to join him on an escapade to catch the slimy-skinned villain and hold him accountable before their mother or father. Then, maybe, they could find out together if it was okay to sample...