Northstar Vale You'll Need a Little Pair of Feet

Her tumble had taken more than just herself down. Hotaru had been left dazed, a small whine escaping her from the sudden fall. It seemed as though her brother had picked up on her own concerns because he was quick to get back to his paws offering barks of protest to their sister's speedy escape. She had been consumed by the light. A feeling of panic arose in the girl's chest, confused as to what exactly happened to Sumi.

Luckily, she wouldn't have to worry long as the entrance was suddenly blocked out by another figure, this one far too large to be her sibling. Words hit her ears but she was still too young to decipher the meaning of them. He looked like her mother, like her siblings, even if he was larger. It was the similarity though that brought comfort. Her father laid out on the den floor and with Sumi returned and coated in something new she'd rush to her sister's side to investigate.

The smell was strange, musky, and damp with a color that dirtied her once spotless pelt. Curiously she gave a small lick only to recoil and yell at the taste. Whatever it was, it was bad and it had come from the blinding light. Maybe staying in the den wasn't such a bad thing after all.