Sunspire Mountains the marauder's map

Junior's logic was sound, prompting Saēna to turn her attention wholly on the light at the end of the dark cavern. When Junior offered her tail, Saēna had to work her jaws in the darkness for a while before the tip of it caught her in the nose. Wriggling it to work away the ticklish sensation, the pale Virtúte carefully closed her jaws over the fur and began following the elder adolescent like some kind of circus elephant in an act.

They moved slowly toward the light, and the closer they got, the more concerned Saēna became. It was a disc of greenish light, nothing at all like the sun's bright and cheery white. She almost let go of Junior's tail and begged them to go back, but remembered they had fallen through a hole in the floor and couldn't possibly return that way.

Close inspection when they neared it revealed it was a space to pass through. Junior went first, and Saēna followed easily, being the smaller of the two. She was assaulted with much brighter light, which she squinted against while Junior began to excitedly chatter. She remained as quiet as she could for a little while, her ears twitching as her cousin's voice bounced off the sides of the grotto, but after a while she supplied a possible answer: “It must have sunk.”

When Junior called it the "coolest place on earth", Saēna grinned widely. “It's like a secret clubhouse,” she brightly agreed while beaming, her face taking the aspect of some weird imp in the odd light. “D'you think anyone else knows it's here?”