Stone Circle Den Pals

she was already in the process of digging, already a couple inches, close to a foot, deep into the hard dirt. her paws ached as she continued to dig relentlessly, knowing she needed to hurry it up before nightfall. with that, more dirt came flying from her large paws. she didn't dare stop to rest until a howl reached her ears.

she stopped her digging, climbing out of her crater. she recognized the caller, chaska. what was he calling her for? curiously, she made her way towards his voice and scent, wondering why he needed her. she walked with her long strides, covering the snowy ground with ease as the frigid air and ground numbed her paws. it was good that she felt numb, she didn't notice the scratch on her paw pad that was bleeding. as she walked, every step on her front left limb left a bit of blood in it. 

by the time she reached chaska, she gave him a smile and a dip of the head in greeting. "greetings chaska"  she said to him, walking closer with a neutral position.