Nova Peak before i tumble homeward.

Whittier did.. well, not much. He sagged when he dropped him, sniffing noncommittally at his surroundings. His lethargy was infuriating to Bazi, who was barely able to suppress a snarl. "Come on, Whit," she grumbled, placing both front paws on the ground in front of him. She clawed at the dirt to loosen it, and by way of demonstration. Perhaps he had a hidden talent for ferreting things out of the ground? "Dig?' she invited, hopeful.