Ocean's Breath Plateau and if it was an open-shut case

She introduced herself, accepted the help, and explained what she was doing. Ariadne listed off a few things that she needed from her den, and Phox was more than happy to oblige. It was a much easier task that some of the others he'd been given over the years. The items were in plain sight, even in the semi-darkness of the den, and Phox pulled them out one by one, setting them down in front of Ariadne so she could reach them.

Are you building it here? he asked, or should I move them somewhere a little bit further? Phox had never been a particularly religious or even spiritual wolf. He believed in the things he could see, hear, and touch. But he wasn't about to poo-poo on whatever it was she wanted to do with her time. As he waited for he answer, he noted the splotchy brown color of her fur, the white markings on her face and the long white stockings on each leg.