Bearclaw Valley Desert Wellies

The ruddy brown mess of fur at the bottom of the pit shifted and Lucas scrambled back just in time for Nunataq to launch herself out of her hole. She huddled nearby and Lucas' tail slowly sought refuge between his legs, even as he told Laurel, "'m okay!" He was bound to have a few bumps and bruises from falling unsuspecting into Nunataq's trap, but nothing serious. His half-sister, on the other hand, seemed positively spooked.

"Okay, Nu?" he asked again as he crept slowly toward her, body slung low and apologetic. He didn't know to apologize for falling on her, because he hadn't meant to do it, so no word of remorse was uttered. However, he did reach tentatively toward her with his nose, sniffing gently and hoping she wouldn't be mad.