Alanza’s POV“Dig? What do you mean, dig?”I stared at Sombra, confusion knotting in my gut. She stood on the mossy ground of the clearing, her thick fur barely moving.Precisely what I said, she replied. Her tone was flat. Dig.I looked at the soft dirt and scattered leaves covering the forest floor. “With what? My hands?” The idea of sticking my fingers into that cold, damp soil made my skin crawl.Sombra let out a short, annoyed huff. Yes, with your hands. I would do it myself, but… She paused, looking down at the ground with clear distaste. I don’t like to get mud between my claws.I couldn't help a dry snort. “Are you sure you’re not just a husky, then? That’s a very husky-like attitude, princess.”Sombra’s jaws snapped shut on air, a sharp click echoing in the quiet woods. Enough stalling, she growled, the sound low in her chest. Dig.I sighed, dropping to my knees. The movement felt clumsy. Scooping aside handfuls of damp earth, I started the job. Sombra watched, her tail swish
Last Updated : 2026-01-24 Read more