The Whistling Belly-Button Trick

She had finally finished a respectable den deep within the earth, large enough to hopefully hold a family someday, and lined with pelts for warmth. It was placed perfectly in the middle of the Range and the Knolls so that no matter where meetings would be called she would be able to hear the call loud and clear. Now the women was working on a second den, not that far from her first, this den would be for her herbs she would gather when spring would come. This den would take a lot more work be she was getting there day by day. It was back breaking, but she needed to have it ready for spring.

She shook the dirt from her pelt as she exited the den, stretching her form and loosening her worked muscles. She had been working all morning and needed a break, the ground was still frozen and it made her job a lot more difficult. She looked around for a moment until something caught her attention. Something she had never seen before and honestly she couldn't explain what it was. She quickly headed off to investigate. It was within pack lands and it needed to be checked out. When she got closer she could fully make out the grey plume rising from the tractor and that smell? She wrinkled her nose at the smell, but pressed on.

Soon she could see a form around the tractor and she wondered what on earth was going on. She got close enough that she didn't need to shout at him.

"What on earth are you doing," she asked, confusion on her face.