Moonspear Fire may save you

Ness was not a grand schemer— nor was anyone from her family, really— and being a wolf that preferred action to planning, it was also fair to say that she was inclined to "jump the gun" with an imagination that wasn't the most practical thing in the world. As Wildfire poked holes in her wild theory, Ness found herself becoming aware of her outlandish theme yet again. Her tail flicked, and she took the revelation with a shrug, recovering smoothly form disappointment. "You're probably right. Just a snazzed-up idea— all bones, no meat."

She scrunched up her face in thought. "There'd also be the issue of whoever was digging such a big thing... how they'd get out." She began laughing as her idea of a scarf unraveled quicker than it had been knitted— the most tired scarf in all the lands. "Oh well. We can experiment with some stuff," she mused, winking at Firebird (in a totally non-suggestive way) before diving back in to scoop out more dirt. "We gotta catch us some test subject too!"

I know this is terribly old, Kat, so feel free to fade if you'd like <3