Moonspear Passages

He wasn't very good at hopping - but he could have been, if someone hadn't knocked him over before he could get into the groove!

The boy toppled onto the ground, puppy legs flailing to catch him, but he wasn't very good at doing that either. Instead of finding himself on his own four paws again, Nashua found himself one with the grass.

Yati! Nashua protested. He rolled onto his back and stared at his brother upside, a boyish frown pressed across his lips. But Nayati was sniffing - distracted - and Nashua breathed in, too.

Myriads of scents overwhelmed him, but one in particular.

His mouth water, and Nashua scrambled about and found his footing again. With a bump to his brother's shoulder, Nashua said, Nayati, smell dat too? He had to! Less go find it! Unaware, too, of how close they both were to the one who had uncovered the cache first.