Lost Creek Hollow drink my blood like wine

Nunataq finally managed to stuff the paw over the brim of the hole and with a muffled "flop" it fell atop other stuff that was already hidden there: a piece of spiky hedgehog pelt, a rock, what remained of a heavily chewed-on antler and some other random stuff. The girl did not know that her secret hideout was also used as a nesting place for birds, who would be very surprised to find their apartment filled with, what they would consider trash in the spring. And also a long forgotten stash made by a squirrel. A place of an anthill in formation as well.

The white lady seemed to have satisfied her couriousity and prepared to leave. Nunataq endured her nudge with a painful expression, which changed to a smiley and happy one, once she saw the grown-up go her own way.

Good. Now... back to the original plan!