You don't know

A glance to Ultyr as he stood like a massive guard behind her. A question in her eye before giving a glance back to the spire before her. What did he make of this? Her eye looked over the land questioningly. There were so many spires and she wasn't sure how they came to be or why but she kind of wanted to find out.

She moved to the other side of the spire, a thought on the soft looking dirt in the center. What if she climbed inside it and dug at that? Wat would the base of such a thing look like? Would it be solid? Or perhaps twisted like the point.

A glance to Ultyr, but she wasn't asking permission. Some of it looked large enough she could fit in.... and thats what she did. She squeezed in, carefully before Ultyr could protest her doing so. Then set to work, one paw after another digging at the softer dirt and throwing it outside the spire as she dug. She wasn't going to get there fast she knew but if she could glimpse the base maybe she could have a few answers to the questions in her head.

"Things I Hear"