Moonspear Heyday

seal is open to the idea, and towhee moves alongside her niece to begin helping to remove the settled dirt and rubble. she pushes as a larger rock with her shoulder, pressing her weight into it. it doesn't move very far but just enough to be outside their excavation area.

-i wonder what happened here?- she signs, not really expecting an answer.

though perhaps seal had more of an idea than towhee did.

she reaches what is mostly dirt and begins to dig, upheaving large piles of dirt and pebbles that, the larger it grows, scrapes against her belly ... only to recoil suddenly as she reveals a skull. she bumps against seal's shoulder, harder than she meant to, wishing she didn't find a familiarity in the shape of the skull.

-i think this is a grave. they are wolves.- too easily, towhee can imagine the bones with flesh, with fur; and suddenly she feels a little ill that they hadn't realized and had disturbed it.