Moonspear running up that hill

No idea, Maggak shrugs, her mother tongue gliding smoothly from her lips. Now, it came to her almost more naturally than common. Maybe a rabbit. Or a fox? Or both. I can't tell.
She turns back to the trespasser with a sharpness to her gaze as if she were at all an imposing threat. You better! she shouts, a huff exploding from deep in her chest as her feet lift up and down in a stomp. With Acrux by her side, her confidence only grows. We'll eat you!