Sunbeam Lair my name's blurry face, and i care what you think

As she moved forward, the woman realized that the illumination from within was cast by crevices in the ceiling. The interior was darker than it may have been in different weather, but the caverns still held an eerie beauty, the earth under foot dampened by the few raindrops which penetrated through the holes in the ceiling. With a cautious bump of her snout against his shoulder, she attempted to catch his eye as a small smile carved upon her lips. Yes, I'll lead. They were words of agreement as well as assurance. The lair was, after all, where they would be living. Where they would be sleeping. If he was afraid, she would do whatever she needed to help him, including leading their little exploration. 

Let  us go... this way, she suggested, her words barely above a whisper, as she canted her small head toward a turn to the left.