"They also have a knack for burrowing just a little bit into rock or loose gravel and popping up in tunnels where and when you least expect them, I've been told," Signy added, "On the topic of the tezpadam. Although they've no fur at all, so they're not very much like this little ... fellow." 'Dog' still felt odd to call it. She eyed the dog, as it quieted, though that soothed her nerves slightly. The sound had been unpleasant.
"I'm Signy," she responded, bowing in kind, her face breaking into a smile. "Very astute observations, though I'm hardly knowledgeable about the ways of beasts, especially strange surface creatures like your Orleasian friend." Or people outside of the dwarves and the rigid social structure she had been at home with, but that didn't really need saying, did it?