Lost Creek Hollow bowspirit

not a problem at all! i actually enjoy that about her, and don't mind shorter posts. :D

He closed in on the warren with speed that almost frightened him; the ground rushed up violently and in a flurry of scattered snow as he shoved his muzzle into the space. It was scarcely large enough for him to do such a thing and needless to say, he did not go about cramming his head into it. The ground itself blocked his already limited vision, and after several moments of trying to reach after the fleeing creature he gave up his pursuit. At least in that way.

Lifting his dirtied muzzle out of the gap, Mordecai sought where Ilya was in his resulting commotion. It was not a lengthy search, as the petite flash of darkness had stayed nearby. "Find the other entrance," he prompted, "we can't let it get out." It couldn't have been too hard to discover either, for the tracks were as plain as day through the snow and its varied banks in the wood. He doubted that it was far away at all and rightly so, turned his attention back to the warren's mouth and began to dig furiously.