Bearclaw Valley don't deny what you feel, open up your mind

Blondine nodded her head firmly with an assuring huff, mimicking Poet soon after. She followed dutifully after the greyscale femme, being careful to remember exactly where they were headed. Once they'd arrived, Blondine spent little time dilly-dallying and got right to work digging out the base of their space. You're a good thinker, she complimented through heavy breaths, I'd'a spent hours digging out an entirely seperate cache, had we not crossed paths.