Redhawk Caldera That night something of youth and beauty died in the elder world

Her sister was down, and that was really all Clover needed to hear to get down to business, too. She mimicked the maneuvers of Fiadh, though her size disabled her from pushing forth the sizable mounds her sister did. That did not stop her from pressing onward, and she paused for a breath when her sister asked how large it needed to be. I dunno, she admitted, peering at their creation... but her tail waved as she looked back at her sister: let's make it as big as possible. Maybe we can make the biggest moon ever, and Clover was totally down for making history. 

So with that in mind, she continued to do as Fiadh had done, circling the thing that Fiadh had started to build to pack snow into places they might have missed. It moved imperceptibly forward as Clover threw some more snow into it, her green eyes bright and her mouth parted in a grin. She paused once more, tongue lolling, as she asked: maybe we should have Tegan and Lucca help us. Do you think they'd try to fuck it up? She figured that if they didn't, their joint teamwork might enable them to build the biggest damn moon the world had ever seen a bit faster. But she could totally see Tegan coming in like a wrecking ball, and Lucca following suit.