Buried treasure, but less fun

Chrystelle was just about to pick herself up so that she could begin the process of digging away the snow enough to get into her den when she heard the crunch of paws approaching her. Her head popped up with surprise since she honestly hadn't expected to see anyone else out here, or at least no one that would bother to stop if they saw her, but the woof to get her attention pulled her amber eyes up to look at the bright red form of their alpha. She quickly got back to her paws as she turned to face him, giving him a polite dip of her head as she spoke. "Oh! Hello, Ignis," she said in greeting, offering him a smile and trying to ignore the ache that had set in her legs in the brief period that she had been sitting in the snow. She had mostly caught her breath, though the cold still felt painful on her lungs.

She didn't really like asking for help in general, especially not from the Rex of the pack, but since no one else was around and she was becoming increasingly doubtful about her ability to dig out the entrance to the den on her own, she didn't feel like she had much choice. "Um... Could I... possibly ask a favor of you?" she asked, giving him an apologetic glance. "I'm trying to get into my den to get the rest of my herbs... I moved into the ship because of the cold, but I thought it'd only be for a little bit so I didn't move all of my supplies. Could you help me dig it out?"

"Chrystelle"