Moonspear ^_____________________^

His prompt response came from a westerly direction, perhaps a little higher than her current altitude. She hastened that way, winding around the peak even as she climbed it. The sun had begun its descent toward the horizon, casting a bit of a glare. Pie didn’t mind it, squinting her yellow eyes and enjoying the warmth on her dark face.

The smell of churned earth and rotted wood drew drew her toward a clearing she had never seen before, if only because it hadn’t really existed until now. Tiuttuk paused at the edge, shielding her eyes with one foreleg as they panned from the downed trees to the fragrant mulch scattered underfoot. She set down her leg with a loud blink, now looking at Glaukos.

You did this? she asked, not waiting for an answer before an impressed, Wow, escaped her.