Two Eyes Cenote Playground

The trip so far had been interesting and Dwin's worst fears had not materialized. Yet. Frolic was just as impulsive, bubbling with ideas and numerous questions as she was at home. A lot to take for any person. Because of this somewhere along the way she stopped feeling guilty for not being able to cope with her antics for that part of her life, where she was able to run around and do silly things. 

Being the older and smarter wolf of the two Dwin did not give in the chase right away, she let her sister take off, knowing that going full steam would eventually tire her and she would catch up with her eventually. Except she had not accounted for Frolic suddenly disappearing. Crap! This was the kind of thing Frolic would pull off! I told you it was a bad idea! What will you tell mom and dad?!!! Crap, crap, crap!

"You little piece of dragon-dung!" Dwin let out her frustration in a moderately offensive way, when she stopped right at the edge of the sink-hole, almost following her sister's route and peering down. "You okay?" she called, having spotted the sandy pelt of her sibling. "You -" she addressed the dark-pelted stranger standing nearby. "Do you know, how to get down there or out of there?" Then she turned back to yell at Frolic: "Don't you bloody dare to drown there - you hear that? Haunting a sink-hole in the middle of nowhere is not fun. Just saying."