Noctisardor Bypass we can feel that time is dilated

Little Kikimora, already a lover of the great world beyond the whelping den, lounged in the shade of a nearby towering tree when another child poked his nose beyond the threshold. She did not notice him at first, having occupied herself with watching the way a ladybug clung to a long stalk of Spring grass. Only when he barked into the breeze did she jerk her muzzle in his direction, startled by the sound of his voice.

She blinked, curious to see if Ezra would venture out into the daylight to explore.