Ouroboros Spine old habits die screaming

Instead of the wheaten woman, the first thing out of the den was a brown nose. Followed closely by a brown muzzle, then the rest of the cream colored pelage, Lightfoot tumbled out of the dirt packed entrance to land with a sharp uff!

Ikniqpalagaqï! The hiss echoed from below the ground, before Vairë herself appeared to grab for her daughter to pull her back into the den. Then, she caught a glimpse of ginger out of the corner of her eye and instinctively stiffened.

…cloudwater woman. Moondoe greeted, voice trembling and yet flat at the same time. Lightfoot, who had none of the niceties, screeched a plaintive noise. Vairë hustled her daughter back below the ground, before she reappeared.

What has brought you so far out?