Moonspear Porto

The dirt was uncooperative. The soil easy to dig out because it was so wet, but water started to fill the hole as she was digging, and it resulted in nothing more than a sloppy mess. She was letting out a frustrated sigh when a small voice asked her a rational, but aggravating question. She looked and found a white puppy that could only be Kukutux and Jarilo's little daughter.

The hare was still in the storyteller's mouth. She set it beside the poor cache and shook herself lightly, smiling at the girl. Toad wondered if they were fully weaned yet. Well, I was trying to fill a cache in case someone was hungry later, but it's too wet, she explained. Are you hungry? She wanted to make proper introductions, but first thing was first. Hungry puppies were always to be fed.

Toad nudged the damp hare lightly, looking at the pup, her tail wagging softly. She hadn't actually met Kukutux's puppies, but had been wanting to since she'd arrived.