~sure-footed virago makes her way up the mountain. nares flare, inhaling the most dominant scents of ash and fungi. lappets remain erect inquisitively, list'ning for audible noise. shanks churn as she reaches flat enough ground, three-beat gait drawing her closer to the rest o' the cadre. shrew lets out a squeal, tossing dial vertically, ribbons whiplashing the air. appends part from lithosphere for a mere few seconds, then whole curvature shakes, forcing herself to remain calm although excitement always filled here upon ingressing unfamiliar terrain. spitfire stands stationary, soft whuffle 'scapes nostrils, oculars scrutinizing the frontier in silence~