Blacktail Deer Plateau hopscotch babes

Pearl, startled, looked up from the bush she was tracking a rodent into for a snack. She recognized Behati's voice immediately, and she seemed to have no where to go to take shelter from the rain. Pearl herself had found herself extremely bored one day and decided to dig her own. With some difficulty, since the soil was different, she eventually dug herself a decent den into a hill. Location-wise, she thought it was a little separated from where she thought everyone else's were.

Behati called out about something called 'the bad weather place', which she assumed meant a den. Judging by the question and her soaked pelt, she didn't have anywhere to go during the downpour. Pearl shrugged and said, "I don't know about a 'bad weather place', but if you need somewhere to stay until the rain passes, you're welcome to stay in my den." What heck, may as well. There was enough room, and she'd been meaning to talk to Behati.