echoo echoo echoo echoo

Very sweet but a little weird, that's how most would describe Maki these days.

She'd found a dark and seemingly deep hole in the ground and naturally, cause why not, she'd decided it was time for a bit of spelunking.It would have been smart to tell folks where she was going, that the abyss was calling out to her, and who was she to ignore its siren song? But you know, she was very busy these days and she'd be home in time for tea, so there wasn't an issue, as far as she was concerned.  Just Maki things. Mines were not really...safe, she would have realised that just by glancing about, but the few thoughts that wafted through her mind were fluffy like clouds. As far as she was concerned the world was romanticised and safe, danger was just a thing to make things spicy, to add intrigue and for the most part-unless it was angst or hurt and comfort-things usually worked out fine in the end.

There were these strange metal liney things on the floor, with wooden filling the gaps between. But more interestingly a flash of yellow caught her attention as she rushed ahead and gave it a good poke with her paw. It was sort of like one half of a coconut shell, but yellow. Naturally, she was quick to struggle to perch it atop her head, it wobbled a little since helmets weren't made for wolves, least of all ones with nubbin' horns. But she made it work, sort of, balancing it awkwardly as she trotted along, singing a sweet little ditty to herself.