Cassiopeia's View ooga-chaka ooga ooga

A voice from above startled him, and his tail shot straight up. But as he turned to regard the voice and its owner, the boy chilled himself out. Or maybe he was just experiencing altitude sickness and chose to accept that he was hallucinating to some degree. It couldn't have been that bad - but the woman above him looked wraith-like, and he wasn't sure what to make of her.

Dingo looked away from her for just a second — staring down from the plateau one last time as if considering her offer — and then shook his head, taking a few hasty steps backwards. Nahhh, I'm good. His short tail swayed pleasantly at his backside, and he turned a friendly grin towards the odd woman, curious of her and not as afraid as he perhaps should've been. Do you know how to get down off'a this rock though? I'd like to stay in one piece.