Fractured

The warmth of the girl holding onto his fur was comforting in these unusual times. He'd never really had family to rely on so having someone, even someone he barely knew, was better than nothing. Content to allow Whisper (that was her name, right?) to take a ride on his back, nestled neatly between her shoulders, Wilder continued to lead them along the winding channels.

"There does seem to be quite a few of them," he mentions curiously as his ruby gaze moves from one to the next. They spread over over the strip of land between Fossil Ridge and Shimmering Shore. "Think maybe it could be badgers or foxes?" Wilder asks as he continues to study the winding tunnels. If it had been a collapse, wouldn't the earth have gone inward not raised above the surface? This just seemed... too odd to explain.

"Wilder"