Totoka River aniruk ✿

“Pleased to meet you, Kukutux,” Tohka said with a gentle wag her tail, pleased that the other did not turn her away and instead introduced herself and accepted her offer of help. “I've never made one either,” she admitted, “but it’s mostly just digging, right? I think my family’s den had the tunnel kinda go uphill, and I think my mother said something about it keeping rainwater out. Other than that, I’m not really sure.” She took a few steps towards the opening and said, “Just tell me where you’d like me to dig and I’ll help dig.”

She looked across the river, then back to Kukutux, then back to the hill and the den. She focused on the entrance to the den when she asked her next question. “I was wondering, I heard your singing before I approached, and I really liked the sound of it. I was hoping maybe you would be willing to tell me about your songs, that is if it’s not too personal.” She had no desire to invade her privacy or otherwise embarrass her. She was simply interested in her music and couldn’t help wondering what kind of meaning it might hold for her.