Araxina was really starting to hate how much water there was here. Most of the prey lay in the lowlands of the sound. She was wondering what it would take to walk along the sheer cliff faces like a goat. Her little puppy paws clung to a shallow shelf against the cliff. Only a tail length above solid ground.
She was just stretching out her paw for the next shelf when she spotted a colorful Not Not sister. She was probably Maelstrom's sister!
"Hey! Hey you puggle paws!" She called out at them. She didn't actually mean puggle paws she meant purple paws, but whatever, it's the same thing. "Imma catch a goat! I bet you can't!" She taunted from her barely off-the-ground height.