Firefly Glen Or need an escape just because

Have to put them somewhere. Fennec reached up to scratch an itch on her neck, then shook, dislodging a cloud of dust as she did.  Her nose wrinkled as it dispersed and she tried not to inhale/sneeze.  

Isn't big enough yet though.  Do you think a soul is smaller or bigger than just a straight up baby? She asked with a light smirk.  She'd wanted to get more done today on this, but she'd take the excuse for a break.  She stretched out her paws and arced her back, trying to roll the tension of being cooped up in there out of her shoulders while she waited his very important input.