Redhawk Caldera Somewhere in my car

I'm glad you've figured out the elusive tags! I'll keep that in mind next time I use one!

Elwood was so focused on his work that he didn't notice Somnia approach him from behind. She did a good job of obscuring herself, staying so quiet that she didn't draw his attention. He continued to dig, his forelegs alternating in a churning pattern as he unearthed the mud. By this point, he had cleared away the snow and all that was left was wet dirt.

He did finally pause, noticing that his forelegs were stained brown. A second look at his hole revealed that it was plenty deep enough -- he must have gotten lost in his thoughts and forgotten to regulate what he was doing. He would likely have to fill it in a bit, but he would do that in a moment. First, he wanted to get some fresh air.

Taking a step back, he ducked his head and emerged from the crevice. As he turned, he was met with the most bizarre sight: Somnia was right behind him, her face contorted into the strangest expression he had ever seen. Her presence was so unexpected that he couldn't stop from emitting a surprised squeak of a yelp, and then he flopped down onto his haunches and started laughing. "Your face is gonna freeze like that before too long!" he crowed, wishing he could take a picture of his friend.