Moonspear hansel and gretel

Maggak watches in utter baby-blue awe as Acrux prevails. The trolls have run away in terror! Her big, strong brother is victorious!
Wiping away the pearls of crimson that dot her face with the back of an uncoordinated paw, her expression of fury turns to a goofy beam. YEAH!
But for good measure, they should investigate further. She whirls back to her feet, blowing a spatter of red onto the soil through her nostrils, and totters back over to the strange assortment of stone. Sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff sniff sniff SNIFF— she wriggles between the crevice until her head is poking into the dark crevice. Proudly does she proclaim: No more trolls!