Sawtooth Spire mascara for the lonely want

Marble was spending most hours of the day outside. She didn't bother playing around or looking for company, no, there much more interesting things to do.

The pudgy pup trotted towards the den, head up and a rock nestled between her teeth. This wasn't just any rock; it had the shiny stuff inside. One of many she had found scattered around her home.

Marble dropped her new find by the other five that were propped up against a bolder. She blankly stared at them, transfixed by their glow.