Making It Permanent

Slithering from the opening in her den, at the break of dawn, she moved carefully so as not to wake Argent, and set out for first a drink of water and then some breakfast, and perhaps some herbs. A smell, that wasn't very familiar wafted up her nose, and without much thinking she followed it, wondering who else was awake at such an unholy hour.

Golden oculars would come to rest on a white form, and a smile would creep to her jaws as she let out a small bark of greeting, as to not startle the other woman. "Morning!" She called, her tone chipper and warm. It was obviously the other was digging... but why, she wondered.