Swiftcurrent Creek And I can't help you fix yourself

Arlette had been around her den. Mostly cleaning, but that cleaning also turned into more digging. She was making it a little deeper so there was some more room if Cygnet joined her. She left it open to where the girl would want to sleep but if it was with her then Arlette would welcome her in to the warmth of her home.

Bits of sand were flying from the opening as the female kicked it outside. It was a stark difference with the frozen ground and the rich soil she kicked. She would have to bath later because she was covered in dirt.

cameo skip me ;)