we're both moles, then?

it would get harder to conceal it when she blew up with the pups unborn bodies, but for now she was just content to have everything normal. she was pretty sure they could smell a chance, all of the Hjarrandi, but maybe they didn't care to ask. falling into the old routine of finding stuff to craft with, she wondered if she should ask Dagfinn to teach her to brew. hell, she liked drinking anything he made so why not? "almost" she replied, realizing now she couldn't drink anything recreational because of the kids.

what a shame. she rounded a corner, allowing her tail to brush against his legs to guide him further in. before long, the cave opened to reveal the luminescent fungi. turning on the spot, she'd gesture with her muzzle to the glowin' shrooms. it was a good thing she had been here before, else they really would have gotten lost. "what're ya gonna brew up this time, eh?" she asked him with a tilt of her head.