Noctisardor Bypass Making love at the break of dawn.

While Ezra dug, Gideon searched for things to fill the hole with. His brother hadn't invited him to do so, but making decisions for one another without approval was just what brothers did best, wasn't it? When Anselm ducked into the shade and beckoned them to follow, Gideon had collected a long twig with the trailing ends of a spiderweb clinging to the tip, several nondescript rocks, and one mushroom.

Awww, he said under his breath as he, too, cast a longing look at Ezra's hole before following along at his brother's heels. Normally he would have a lot to say, but he was too busy thinking of more items he could collect for the hidey hole later to think much about what earning his supper entailed. Sometimes the process of thinking consumed him so much that the physical world passed him by unremarked. Now was such a time.

Only when they reached the site Anselm had prepared did he tilt his head and ask, what're we doing?