Sun Mote Copse The Hunting of the Snark

The sunny child dug up the trail piece by piece, getting followed by two other pups. When she looked over her shoulder and saw them she frowned. Hey! She called. I found Snark first! And they better not forget it. If they were going to share her victory, they better know she was the MVP of it all. She stuck her nose in the sand again, picking up the pace a bit when she finally spotted the tree where the treasure was hidden.

Of course, she didn't know it yet, but the three ducklings, but most importantly Nellie(!), had found the Snark's hiding spot. She sniffled around it for a bit, looking at the others. Trail gone. She informed them if they hadn't figured it out, or perhaps she was talking to herself if the others hadn't followed her all the way here. She turned to the tree again, looking at the last piece of the trail she had found, and back again. It didn't really click for her that she had to start digging, but after a while of being bored she did anyway.