Sun Mote Copse Weebles wobble

Fin followed her son dutifully as he lead her to his little brother. Pox was digging feverishly, which was a bit odd. Was the bastard underground? What sort of bastard could they be trying to get that was underground? Crow darted forward to join his brother, leaving Fin to lean forward in an attempt to try and see what sort of hole they'd found. Hopefully they hadn't found the home of a badger or anything... But before she could get a good look, there was dirt being flung into her face and she had to back off and shake it out of her eyes.

Stepping back, Finley decided it was probably better to just play the supervisor. She dropped to her haunched out of firing range and simply watched them, smirking with amusement over their antics.