A sharp yip a little ways away distracted her from her digging. She lifted her delicate frame from the ground and looked around. A little pup was hunkered close to the soil, trembling in fear.
"Ooohh..." Iris cooed as she quickly forgot her digging and trotted toward the poor girl. Her smoke dipped tail swayed as she loped, hr paws carefully traipsing over the ground.
"Bonjour petite chou, come." She cooed, bending low and approaching slowly. "It is frightening here, no? Come, I am Iris, can I help you home?" She asked in her thick french accent. The soil beneath them was soft and crumbling.