Moonspear so watery, and yet there's a smack of ham to it.

Yami rolled about for a solid minute and a half before she heard the call. Startled, she flailed wildly with a jolt to bring herself back onto her belly where she spread out all fours and clutched the earth with her little toes. Her eyes were wide as she snapped her head back and forth, sweeping across the den's mouth with interest. After a moment, her fright subsided into curiousity, and then slowly, eager excitement - all visible through the stirrings of her tail as it went from tremblings, to slow beats, and back to propeller at take off. The massive smile on her face pretty much gave it away too.

The pup crept forward on her belly a few inches until the now entirely forgotten beam of light shone right down her muzzle and up between her eyes. She lifted her nose to sniffle eagerly at the air, but could sense nothing more than the usual smell of den and siblings and parents. Tilting her chin, she returned the call tentatively. "Haaabaaaaaaaaaaaaaa??" she yowled, canting her head back and forth as she awaited an answer from the unknown.