You Mean It Grows Back?! [Risen]

Mæva batted at the lizard tail, wrinkling her nose in both disgust and fascination as she watched the detached limb flail about.  When another voice spoke Mæva whipped around, fur on end, only to turn to fast and fall forward. She swiftly picked herself up and stared at the older girl, head tilting to the side as she examined her. She had very pretty eyes. The girls ears perked up at the mention of birds losing their tails to.  "Really?" she gasped, "What kind of birds? Is it just their tails?"

The woman introduced herself as Aaliyah. "I'm Mæva!" the girl chirped.  She eyed the hole and bounded over to it.  Deftly she stuck a paw in but didn't feel anything. She frowned and turned back to Aaliyah. "Are you a hunter? Do you know how to get it out of there?" She supposed she'd probably just have to wait but she wasn't sure she could sit still that long.