“Nimbus! Billow! Can you hear us!” Didda sounded, NImbus realized with some surprise, worried. Panicked, really.
“Nimber, Billbill?” Nimbus wrinkled her nose as Pearl resorted to their baby names.
“We’re here!” she called out, careful to shout over Billow’s head and not into her ear. “We fell into a — into a stomach or something. Careful! The wall openings are full of prickers!”
“Oh, my babies…” Mem sounded miserable.
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