it started back at the beginning

Climbing on Indy’s broad back was easy. Hell, she’d been climbing on all of them this whole time. It was the only way to not get squished most of the time. As he extended his legs, Asla used her kitten claws to latch into the earth at the top of the wall. Little legs pumping, she made her way to the top. Success! The girl was triumphant as she stood atop the wall of the prison that had been holding them back.

Plum colored eyes cast about as she looked for a way to help her brother out of the hole. Her little nose wiggled as she scented the various objects in the den. Choosing a large object that she would later learn was called a bowl, the little wolf pushed it as quietly as possible towards the edge of the hole. “Watch out, Indy,” she whispered as she worked to lower the bowl into the hole. It would essentially serve as a step so that he could also win his freedom. They’d be out in the world very, very soon.