Bearclaw Valley Desert Wellies

Nunataq wagged her tail, acknowledging that Laurel had talked to her, but her eyes and expression were entirely clueless at, what was she supposed to do. Therefore she went towards the edge of the pit she had dug and peered curiously down, as if she could not believe herself that it had been her, who had dug it in the first place. More like - oh, how did this appear here?

If Laurel was Nuna's voice of reason, Lucas was slowly taking over in the areas of the girl's intellect that were wired differently from the rest. She watched him work for a little while, considered that the reverse of digging was kind of fun and joined him as well. And a questioning look now and then in Laurel's direction was to find out, if this was really they were supposed to do.