They So Crooked if They Swallowed a Nail they’d Shit a screw

Marrow

At first the tremors had excited her. Marrow had been dreaming about bison and thought she'd actually managed to wake up to a stampede. However, when she'd stuck her head out into the night she saw no prey, only a thick, humming darkness that seemed to have swallowed the moon and stars. It gave her the heebie jeebies so she opted to stay in her makeshift den that night before heading out in the morning to explore.

The spires were incredibly fascinating, she'd never seen anything like them before and she couldn't remember them ever being in this area but perhaps she was misremembering. Marrow sniffed a spire near the cavern entrance, stretching up on her hind paws as she examined the markings on it. Hmmm…