Hog Wild

A strangers voice had her tail drawing close and ears falling flat against her head. She rarely bemoaned the absence of her mushroom growths but at least when they sprouted around her mouth she managed a pretty fearsome display of green oozy foam around her mouth that served as a pretty good deterrent for anyone that thought to fuck with her.

It seemed he just wanted to talk, but she wouldn't lower her guard so easily. An eye flicked towards the torn-up landscape and then back to the stranger cautiously. Now he mentioned it, she supposed it did kinda look like collapsed tunnels....

Another furtive glance towards the stranger and he hadn't made any sudden moves so she relaxed her lips and unfolded her bent limbs, raising to her full height to get a better look at the destruction before her. "M' first thought was pigs, but i' does look like a collapse, dunnit?" Tension still rippled down her flanks, but he hadn't made a move that warranted her defensive stance beyond her own distrust. "Th' fuck is goin' on 'round 'ere?"

"speech"