For all intents and purposes, Remington was completely oblivious to the fact that her encouragements to explore outside the den made Aine uncomfortable. She only wanted to share the happiness she experienced in the world around her with her sister, not yet able to fully comprehend that such a thing was not every wolf's desire in life. After all, who wouldn't want to see the glorious beauty of a flowered meadow, or the unique manifestation of shapes in the rocky mountainside? Remington had never experienced something to dash her trust in the simplicity of life, perhaps inheriting a bit too much of her father's carefree tendencies. And yet there was the compassionate side she had inherited from her mother, too, shining brightly forth as she helped Aine from the den and showed her the little display of flowers she'd put together for her.

The handicapped young girl pressed forward on her own when the flowers came into view, and Remi paused for a moment. Her head lifted, ears perked and blue eyes wide as she waited for some reaction from Aine. Did she like them? When her sister looked back at her, Remi was so hopeful that she would be pleased that all she could see was the happiness in her gaze, ignorant to the underlying gloom. Immediately the darkly hewn girl's tail began to beat back and forth with happiness, overjoyed that she had made her sister happy.

"It is!" she exclaimed, jogging forward to stand next to Aine as she lowered into a sitting position. "Well, mostly anyways," she said with a grin. Out in the meadows, Remi would run through the flowers, letting their scents wash across her chest and side as the stems swayed around her. That wasn't possible with this little clutch, nor with Aine's condition, and Remington hadn't really considered what to do after showing the flowers to her. But then a though occurred to her. Doing her best to restrain her excitement, Remi lowered her body into a laying position next to Aine, then rolled over onto her back. She'd done this in the meadows sometimes, letting the flowers tower over her and the sky stretch out for days.

Lifting a forepaw, she batted at the dangling head of one flower, then glanced over to Aine, inviting her to lay down if she wanted to with a slight motion of her nose. "There's so much beauty in the world, Sissy. I'll bring as much of it here for you to see as I can, ok?" It was a promise, not only for the action itself, but that the girl would always strive to be the best sister that she could.