Dragoncrest Cliffs koute

coraline, alongside her. mireille spouted a mixture of french and creole, and her own secret language, of course, pushing the little pillbug along the floor of the den toward her sister's paws. "no!" she sputtered again, frustrated.
she put down her muzzle upon her paws and whined at the primordial creature.
first there was no movement, and then the carapace slid open a crack to expose a waving feeler, followed by the revelation of many legs! 
it rolled to its several feet and tried again to circumvent the small paws, valiantly exploring around the edge of coraline's own now.