livin' on a prayer

she was bored.

the autumn was more her style of weather but she was just so damn bored. maybe Dutch thought she'd meet back up with Dei-Dei if she went to the hot springs again. or maybe she'd find more pretty stones like the one the other wolf had traded to her. she peered down at the mossy ground, eyes squinting to try and find a glimmer of sparkly goodness. the hot springs were a good place to come to find sulfur but who actually wanted sulfur?

nobody, that's who.

thinking this was a big fat waste of time, the dwarf turned to leave. it was then that - as usual - her paws caught on something underfoot. she stumbled a bit forward, a light gasp escaping her jaws (along with verbal swearing) as she caught herself. whipping around, she'd sniff along the earth to find a jagged piece of stone sticking out. with expertly made tiny paws to help dig, she went to work. humming a northern hymn to help her work, pretty soon she dug out an ore.

the same black stone clung to it, making it a geode. "hot damn!" the dwarf whooped. if she cracked it open, there's no telling what sparkly stones would be inside. maybe some precious gemstones... proudly standing over her catch, she'd grin stupidly. too absorbed in cleaning off her find, she failed to notice if another being approached from behind her.

"speak."