ohana means family...

Pyx paused his digging and looked to his brother just in time to see him fall through the earth. It that wasn't enough to convince him shit was about to get real, then nothing would. All his brightly coloured fur stood on end as he bounded closer and fell ass over tea kettle straight through the opening in the ground, catching his brother's words about tunnels during his fall.

He fell on his head with a sickening crunch, sprawling to the ground and closing his eyes against the nausea that threatened to overwhelm him, stars dancing behind closed lids. Heads were not for landing on.

Limbs sprawled wide, gripping the earth with all his might, he dared to crack his eyes, grateful for the darkness of the tunnel while he let the shock of his fall roll off him. He carefully turned his neck this way and that, but it seemed like he only managed to pop his bones in the fall, no fractures or breaks.

The first time he tried to stand he stumbled and had to lay down again, rocking for just a moment more before the world came into focus. He stood and shook off, stumbling a step and wincing at the throbbing in his head but managing to stay upright. "Gods, this place could use some airflow..." he grumbled before trying to gain his bearings. "What way do yer think we should go?" He tried to catch sight of the sky through where they fell but it was still plain red, no stars to lead him onward.