Larksong Grotto Dog Songs

“@Pupper” wasn’t feeling well today. Masquerade wished Ashlar was still around and wondered if they might need to study more about medicine. But who could teach them? They mulled this as they nudged “@Fifth” to come with them, traipsing into the neighboring grotto.

We’ll hunt, they assured their younger sister, but I’d also like to bring back something else. I don’t know what yet. I’ll know it when I see it.

The Caru motioned for her to run ahead if she liked, then loped after her through the small forest. It was dark here, and loud. Masque’s ears flicked constantly as the birdsong trilled from the leafy treetops. It would provide good cover for hunting.