Wheeling Gull Isle xv. tell me every secret, share every story

The celestial laughed, shaking her head to dismiss his concern lightly. "Trust me, I don't think a little more dirt is gonna hurt at this point," she joked, glancing down at her filthy pelt. She was gonna need a long bath in the stream later to wash all of the dirt out of her pelt. 

The nightwisp focused on her digging, unbothered by the occasional spray of dirt that struck her, though it was not quite as frenzied as Connor's - she'd been working longer than he had. 

As a loud noise - something like a cough or bark - rent the air explosively, accompanied by a shower of loam, Rhæ startled - scurrying to the edge of the cache with vague worry. 

She only chuckled as Connor leapt out with an assurance that he was okay - meandering over to a second cache herself.