Ouroboros Spine aatukuu!

a friend! a friend! nantahala's little tail whips up into an excited wag. ya! her head bobbles in an eager nod, and if she had hands, she likely would have been clapping them. she was ecstatic! she'd never seen this girl and her siblings before until a few days ago, but that did not matter — they were here, and so that meant that they were not strangers, because no one in moonglow was.
she wriggles the toboggan out of the rut it was in and begins to push it back up the hill, but is frustratingly stopped by the fact that her new friend seemed to be weighing it down. clueless to the fact that gravity is a thing that exists, she persists with a determined knit to her brows. except — wait, she hasn't gotten her buddy's name! where were her manners?
was' your name? she pauses to ask. i'm... nan-- nanta---wiwyfower.