Sleepy Fox Hollow we don't know what we're doing, but we're standing proud

No need for apologies! ^^ I would love an updated thread with these two. I’ll whip one up and you can take your time replying. We can fade this out with another reply or close it right where it is.

With mom’s help, Emmerich thought they had a good chance at catching the slippery little vole. Her paws churned out more dirt than he was able. It didn’t stop the boy from digging away at the underside of the prey’s hiding place. His mind was filled with images of the creature attempting to flee again and Emmerich chomping down on it before it could scurry into the grass. He liked the thought of that, and he hoped it would become a reality.

Wylla pointed out motion near his paw. Squirming in the soil. The boy looked down quickly and felt his heart leap into his throat. There it was! The vole had not escaped them, it seemed. Its little head was stuffed deep in the dirt so it didn’t appear that it would see the puppy who lunged for it. Emmerich pulled back with a mouthful of soil and felt the movement of the vole against his tongue.

Mam! Got it, he huffed through his mouthful. Emmerich’s tail waved wildly.