Time is a Heck of a Thing

Identification listened, pondering for moments. As eyes turned towards the others, listening to everyone's voices, well those that spoke anyway. Wanting to know more. Maybe even be able to speak to the cream, brown and white woman. She seemed wise and know of the history. It caused Fic's ears to swivel forwards. She sat there, becoming silent, eyes of emerald flashing to the others every now and again. Wondering as her paws rubbed against the dirt, causing that of a bone to appear. A bone that was larger than her. Her nose went to the ground, the scent drifted from it was of dirt. A quick sneeze, as if some dust particles tickled her nostrils.