Hideaway Strath Gretchen, what color is the sky on your planet?

Tags for reference! Kids don't have to appear if you don't wanna, open to whoever wants to deal with a gloating Dingo! Kinda looks like this but with lots more trees, around 20ft in an irregular egg shape cleared up; a wolf-sized crater somewhere in there.

It was sitting duty, again, but on the heels of the formation of the grove all official-like, Dingo was in good spirits. He'd taken the initiative prior to meeting up with the children and scouted out a segment of the forest where the trees grew close enough together that even the rambunctious @Figment couldn't squish himself through.

Then he'd busied himself in clearing some of the larger and more dangerous branches off the forest floor, and had spent a good hour uprooting a sizeable boulder equipped with a sheer edge, and with a few shoves of his not-so-brawny shoulder, sent it rolling off a ledge in to a dense carpet of ferns. The resulting crater was nothing special to Dingo - but he left it alone afterwards. He made sure to patrol the edge of the clearing as he worked, and on the off-chance he found something interesting to save for @Fennec to play with, he'd toss it towards that crater. The end result of a couple hours of work was: an open expanse for the kids to romp in if they chose to.

There was enough cover for it to still feel mysterious - Dingo had made sure of that, as well as giving himself a good corner portion all to himself for naps. Whoever was watching the kids could do so comfortably from a ledge of stone he couldn't have changed no matter how hard he tried. He was a bit muddy by the end of things, but felt invigorated and content with what he'd build. The true test would be: do the kids care for it? He bayed in to the grassy gnoll which served as an entry point, calling for @Towhee or whoever might have had the kids with them, and waited.