Dragoncrest Cliffs everything is the big bang's fault

At some point, Furi becomes lost. She digs at the dirt, hitting roots each time and occasionally her nails get caught up in them. Eventually, she’s made a bit of an indent, but by the time she forces herself to stop, standing there facing her work, her sides are heaving for a decent breath and her legs are covered in soil up to her elbows and bits are in her fur everywhere else. Light dusting of black and brown cover the snow around her and she sighs, not entirely sure what her motives are for the project.
 
She is about to lift her feet to begin digging again but she stops when she hears a chuff, turning to see the large form of Bobby. Furi stares at him for a moment, but she doesn’t say anything, waiting for him to speak, what do you want?